harsh, stinging things guard my wilderness, dead- seeming things grasp and tear at the skin. above, keen acidic blue scorches eyes. breathe: this air desiccates mucous membranes
the scent: dust and sage, dry as the earth, red clay. the scent: smoke and ash in fire season. small and scaly beasts run and breathe, then die now melting from bodies to bones in days
from earth, heat rises, shock-bright in twisted sinusoidal waves curving toward heaven. when strange rains finally fall, all sigh the hard earth chokes on gushing floods of rain.
the barren, arid loveliness of home beckons me from the frozen waste i roam
-jess
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