my feet rest in little rivers in the street. the sky is orange and strange, the rain breaks up the humidity at last, and in my head i’m dancing. in my imagination i’m sitting in the roadside puddles and drawing with mud on your face and learning what it’s like to be inside your eyes.
we know that’s not the case. we know i’m empty handed and breathing in the last strings and unraveled threads of your words cut short. but the sky shouldn’t feel as heavy as it does. in my isolation i’ll pull the weight up and out of my mouth- like pulling out an endless stream of metal chain-link. I’ll get rid of it all and swallow trees instead and make my heart a happy place to breathe again. I’m lost but i haven’t forgotten.
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the nest is pulsing
the wound, the moon,
wasted on you
pile me like a dirty, dirty dish
you slick-tip hero with the bag of bones
mind humming skid-mark whispers on my body
blanketing, blanketing motions
pulsating twitches and recycled breaths
last night alone on a rock / alone in the desert choking on dust
last night you seduced me—all of you
yesterday—perched on the window,
sucking sun-flitters, close-eyed peach haze, flashes of black
from sludge-crumbs, drippy shoes, circular swoosh
hollow cactus ruler, trailing ear-wigs, dry, cracked desert silence
except for wind haunting in every direction
this morning I was alone in mexico
this morning you seduced me—every single one of you
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[Sal’s photos] / missing my favorite place in the world a lot
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i just really love this photo that kaitlyn took when she visited // i think it represents me pretty well. coffee. at ease. calm smiles.
it’s crazy that i’m as excited as i am to spend 24 hours in a car, but, this is what i live for. most of the time i love my lifestyle- it’s busy and it challenges me for several important reasons. but everything starts to weigh down on me and my heart screams for an escape to mountain air.