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"leilani" poems
The hike to the waterfall multiplied my fear of falling by my fear of passing out from exhaustion. The hills climbed like terra cotta slices of cheesecake cut for giants. To the south, hoodoos ringed like wedding cake, encrusted with shimmering slices of Anjou Pear. “She’s better at hiking than she used to be,” Mike said. “She made it further than I expected,” Leilani said. “She didn’t stop; she’s right behind us,” said Celine. I missed my dogs. I missed the way they would tug at the leash to propel me toward good smells. I missed the way they would tug behind when they felt something looked dangerous or difficult. Dwarfed by the stone cliffs, I felt like a gnat at the Marin Farmers’ Market. The sky and stone weighed heavy on my soul. My mind clawed at purple seas armed with chisels slashing at the landscape.
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Aug 11, 2018
Aug 11, 2018 at 1:03 PM UTC
suzanne-wilson-regalia
Beyond Rocks
The hike to the waterfall multiplied my fear of falling by my fear of passing out from exhaustion. The hills climbed like terra cotta slices of cheesecake cut for giants. To the south, hoodoos ringed like wedding cake, encrusted with shimmering slices of Anjou Pear. “She’s better at hiking than she used to be,” Mike said. “She made it further than I expected,” Leilani said. “She didn’t stop; she’s right behind us,” said Celine. I missed my dogs. I missed the way they would tug at the leash to propel me toward good smells. I missed the way they would tug behind when they felt something looked dangerous or difficult. Dwarfed by the stone cliffs, I felt like a gnat at the Marin Farmers’ Market. The sky and stone weighed heavy on my soul. My mind clawed at purple seas armed with chisels slashing at the landscape.
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