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2022 Traditions Contest: Skiing at the Sugar Bowl
This is a frosted
confection:
icing whiteness in
droves, Donner Lake
lacquered
by mist,
the world torpid
in winter tresses—
heaven be the pearly
hills rolling like
snow gumdrops
and I am skiing
down the marshmallow sky or
the Sugar Bowl Resort.
Blue-lipped & panting,
recieve my crinkled
mocha eyes hidden
behind ski goggles.
Take my winded
mint breaths as gratitude
because you
are all I have left.
So cling to me
like powdered sugar
from our morning doughnuts,
clasp my shoulder
with that paternal palm
and on the aerial lift up again,
I will call you
Dad.
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Growing up in Los Angeles, I had never seen snow until I was invited up to Northern California one Christmas to stay with my uncle. I do not have the best relationship with my biological father, but I am eternally grateful for the time this man, my uncle, has spent with me and it is a tradition I will treasure for the rest of my life. "Skiing at the Sugar Bowl" is an homage to Tony, an outstanding role model to me and on occasion, a father figure as well.