Sticky mist.
Water hangs and hides
In a fern curl,
On a fence rail,
Around the muddy cuff where the trail went
Boggy,
Pools and crashes
In a tease through the trees
Of the end and
Beginning of the world.
-Jenel Alan
Saturated
Sticky mist.
Water hangs and hides
In a fern curl,
On a fence rail,
Around the muddy cuff where the trail went
Boggy,
Pools and crashes
In a tease through the trees
Of the end and
Beginning of the world.
-Jenel Alan
Jenel Alan 