wildcat

We've built the beautiful places 

through disaster and heartbreak  

and luck and romance. 

From the roots up, we've rocked the rocks,   

and moved the Earth. 

I love being a girl 

but I hate what it took

for me to be able to go to school

for me to know I will be able to vote

for me to know that I will be allowed to get a job when I grow older

Every year the lines in her face deepen 

Her lips turn slightly thinner

And her hands somehow grow softer

Yet her laugh remains the same

Her smile still as wide

I am young, 

But if I where a dog I would be in my late 70s

And I have lived for 4x longer than most hamsters

And 170 lifetimes of a fly.

Each day I live is all a mayfly lives in their entire life.

I’ll share a moment with you.

The day is lowering into eve 
tucked in by our February smoke 
the color of whiskey and gravel, 
and the yard is reminiscent 
like a memory of a memory. 

Meet me at the River’s End

where waters slow and sink

where bank gives way to the bottomless depths

below the siren’s screams

Meet me in the Mountain Shade