but I have no answer

 

The dog digs.

Snow flies up under its paws

Like a blizzard blanketing our windows.

 

The rescuers dig

Heaving away with shovels and bare hands

Like the squirrels making holes in my garden.

 

I clutch my daughter close

And tell her

It’s just like the game.

 

Her father is buried under three feet of snow

And the minutes

Are ticking by.

 

I hug my daughter tightly

And tell her

It’s just like hide and seek.

 

The boom of the avalanche

Is just like when her father and I shout

“Ready or not, here I come!”

 

The dogs and the rescuers

Are just like when her father and I

Turn the house upside down to find her.

 

I kiss my daughter

And we watch the snow pile up around

The dogs and the rescuers.

The two of us wait

For the game to end

And for our life

As a family of three

To resume.

 

My daughter asks

When the game will be over.

But I have no answer

For her.

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Regina Jade is an Asian-American writer and poet. She loves chocolate, custard tarts, and cats. In her spare time, she can be found trawling the depths of libraries for new books to add to the to-be-read pile, which never seems to get any smaller. Her recent work appears in Eucalyptus & Rose Literary Magazine and A Coup of Owls, and is also featured in the anthology Imaginary Creatures from Carnation Books.