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Havasupai

Hours have passed with each footfall bringing us closer to the village,
it would be less difficult if I knew where we were going, but I am ignorant of our destination,
how far we need to travel,
we are seeing the canyon for the trees, the red rocks,
the crows flying in circles, the little lizards seeking shade,
refuge from the sun, as we do, at every outcrop of rock that at noon-time
can still offer the solace of shadow from the heat,
that radiating from sky and ground that has my water spent too early,
that sees my footfalls quickening for the sound of the river
and the small forest that quenches its’ roots with the water table,
and we are encouraged by a bridge that points the way to the village,
and in my mind I am settling, thinking I am nearly done.

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The Hummingbear

The story of The Hummingbear is actually almost entirely stolen from a friend of mine, Dr. Amanda, who imparted the tale to me last night. There are embellishments and my own crafting of what happened to Ariel, but the situation is all hers. Many many thanks to her for letting me utilize some of her history for my own motives.

(En)Compass(ed) – NaPoWriMo #16

You are metal magnetized,
Spinning atop a needle,
Pivoting either way:
You are always pointing north.

I am lost without you.

These foothills might as well be mountains,
Their terrain nothing more than stumbling blocks,
When obstacles are tripping, you’re my rock.

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