Sonoran Dream – Chronicles of Nin

The summer sun rises through the vertebrae

It flows across my tongue and

break my teeth

I spit gold and bright hallucinations

Turquoise copper set

Dip the rosemary in

Oasis water.

The opaque color blurs the

Globe surface. breathe in the water

Trace hands through the dead end

changes in the world

The moon comes out clean.

light travels down the column

Impregnate the clavicle

I intensify

It radiates umami Sonoran dream.

Photo by Frankie Lopez

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