Poetry

Need Some

i need some desert in my cheekbones

some searing hot light that pierces me

some gritty dirt and stone under my feet

i need some hard edges that cut the sky

some lines that break the landscape

some bleakness that shouts out to me

“you don’t belong here so come on in

and walk around and make yourself

at home, intrepid stranger of recent times”

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