A Water Woman. Poem by Lazarus Knix
A Water Woman.
Autumn in the desert….
White air settles above
The small oasis
Sitting there, half asleep
Catching the strange dust
On your dry palms
That the wind
Bats around…
You ask yourself
'Where? '
...You think about melting.
Outward is nothing.
-Desolate baking grain
In each direction.
One home,
One way to stay,
Many ways to leave.
A woman emerges
From the water pool.
You take her hand
And go.
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