standing in line for a coffee, watching passers-by shiver in the winter air, little breaths trailing up and out, little wisps of warmth and water
December 6, 2024 at 6:55 PM
standing in line for a coffee, watching passers-by shiver in the winter air, little breaths trailing up and out, little wisps of warmth and water
on the rim of the Mojave desert, there is a field of saguaros, limbs outstretched before the sun
today, the tallest topples in the midday heat, its innards dry and hollow, ringed by brittle needles
tonight, a man in tucson will pass quietly in his sleep, dreaming of warmth, sand, and open sky
today, the tallest topples in the midday heat, its innards dry and hollow, ringed by brittle needles
tonight, a man in tucson will pass quietly in his sleep, dreaming of warmth, sand, and open sky
December 5, 2024 at 2:23 AM
on the rim of the Mojave desert, there is a field of saguaros, limbs outstretched before the sun
today, the tallest topples in the midday heat, its innards dry and hollow, ringed by brittle needles
tonight, a man in tucson will pass quietly in his sleep, dreaming of warmth, sand, and open sky
today, the tallest topples in the midday heat, its innards dry and hollow, ringed by brittle needles
tonight, a man in tucson will pass quietly in his sleep, dreaming of warmth, sand, and open sky