Crow and I alone
on opposite sides of the
road. She flies away.
asha
The now shattered mirror
reflects and holds ten thousand
fold all that I see.
asha
Pyramid mountains
speechless in the summer snow.
Someone has to talk.
asha
Roadside oil rigs
metal dinosaurs in the
hot Texas morning.
asha
She danced in her room
with god. Dream after dream she
lived in his village.
asha
Something much older
quietly calls. I almost
remember. Almost.
asha
