Monday, March 27, 2017

i dreamed

i dreamed

you made me

into a lipstick rose - a kiss

to a well-watered

garden of grass and trees

of teeming things

i awoke

a beavertail pricky pear

fastened miles and

miles, miles and

miles out in

mojave sands

i stood

for days and

days, days and

days in a southwestern

oven waiting

sun radiating

a raindrop,

then two; a

wildflower superbloom

i saw beauty and life

come to even

death valley

Kariana Reyes