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Jan 2018
Rock slopes capped
in oranges and browns,
leaves waterfall down the edges,
pooling at the base.

The zephyr sets them in motion,
a river of leaves in flash flood,
dancing colors wash through,
the arroyo dry, but still flowing.
The Fire Burns
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The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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