münchen weather

the snow melts when it hits the ground, but the light flurries make every window like a busted tv screen (full of snow).

the elegant, old rooftops collect drifts in the slats like powder wigs. these old buildings close their windows at the modern people in the street. no nylon umbrellas, and no rubber boots. only the powdered wigs and brickwork like a belt with square buckles across the middle of the bulding and the stairways up to the doors like platform shoes.