When I was a little girl
waiting at the bus stop
I started a club.
I was the only member
until a couple years later
when I allowed my brother to join.
It was called "Heater Feet"
and the sole purpose
was to devise ways to stay warm
when all odds were against you.
Tricks like
breathing down into the collar of your shirt
so that you utilize all warm air
and holding your thumb
on the inside of your tight, mittened fist.
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