CA '23: Los Angeles
More by Geri
She imagines the universe,
the world suspended in midair.
Before, nothing except possibility even existed.
The Milky Way, Earth, evolution–shimmer and dematerialize.
“Qué será mi pobre patria oscura?”
“What will become of my poor, dark country?” - from “Insomnia” by Pablo Neruda
I don’t care much for this state
but lay me down in the Chesapeake,
during the fall,
and maybe I’ll become an autumn tree.
Arteries rich with sap,