Tuesday, July 28, 2020

Ridges (Day 1286)

Swimming   dusk coffee-dark 

air like silver sparrows   

we breathed 

rain   morning puddles   

mountainsides   blue 

as a noon sky   pine-serrated 

ridges   looming   

blocking the last rays 

of red dust sunset   

on our tongues

the taste of iron & midnight

   

(c) 2020 by Hannah Six


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