dirt road hairpins
(*VP, still highly ranked)
war with the elk
that don’t creep
but stride over the sunrise-lit ridge
the shade comes too fast
chickasha.
warm, for once
wine and pasta
homemade sauce
smoke.
dirty water.
the rain,
and the rain, reprised
waterfalls and a puddle
watch the creek
not even this.
lighthouses and puddles
reflected trees
too early—blue.
finals week
just want to get home.
misguided.
