Streets

In the devil’s gulch,
among the fern
and prickly pear, beneath
the palsied limbs of the burr oak
trees — skinks
warm their blood
on a red granite outcrop.

I have much to learn
about streets,
and the few comforts
found there.

Image: David Clode on Unsplash

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