Sometimes a woman who is not me, but another one, miles away, is braiding all the different strands of her life into one clean
Hip of desert, curve of pelvis, a towering mountain, layers of land, angled rock, river wide as I am long. There are infinite
We overstayed at the neighbors’— two hours instead of the one-and-done we’d planned. Blame the conversation, fire in the wood stove, the March