"The desert bears only a scathing sun, and nothing more."
"What about mirages?"

Saturday, September 8, 2012

Ocean.

Today I found my way
back to the ocean.
Cool wet salt
licks my feet
hands
lips.
I feel
rehydrated
almost as if
I never left
the velvet blue.
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"Write with our backs to the wind and our faces to the hard, bleaching sun."

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