he said I should go West alone
bring a knife to ward of wayward suitors
hike canyon walls and pray I never slip and fall
he said youth is the time for mistakes
for learning, for growth
I cracked the dry earth with tremulous uproars
uprooting
bring a knife to ward of wayward suitors
hike canyon walls and pray I never slip and fall
he said youth is the time for mistakes
for learning, for growth
I cracked the dry earth with tremulous uproars
uprooting
the campfire glow would light my face alone
bears drawn to my tent by my menstrual blood trail
would find themselves still hungry
afterward
the sequoia sunset would rattle only an island
of bones
alone, cracking to drink up desert air
bears drawn to my tent by my menstrual blood trail
would find themselves still hungry
afterward
the sequoia sunset would rattle only an island
of bones
alone, cracking to drink up desert air
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