Monday, February 26, 2018

she is (poem)

Appeared in the the print zine DIRT, January 2017.

she is

she is a forest island in the desert
she is a hidden spring
and ferns
and pools of water

she is wind
in which hawks and crows

I am her tower
on this rocky butte
this old burn-scarred mountain
looking for fire

feel her moving around me
in my cot at night
humming metal
bats clicking outside

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