The Thing About Snow Alessio Vega, '23 There's something to be said about snow Those effulgent frosted stars In how they scintillate like diamonds The sublime enchantress, my eyes always drawn There is something to be said About the things that come tenfold Something so common and so free Masks the contrast, the harbinger of cold There is something to be said About that cold, white as snow With its pinpricks of ice And unforgiving throe There is something to be said About thoughts pessimistic and black Why can the mind be so allured Into believing things truly drab There is something to be said About things wrapped bright with inside a dark color That come often and plentiful Disguised behind that beguile allure There is something about snow Something so alluring yet so cold Like bad thoughts we find ourselves attracted to Enthralled in our own inimical world Why don’t they all melt just the same...?