with no rain
the naked mountain
cannot grow herself
a dress
she would like
green, she thinks
yes
green
lying
in the sun
just skin and bones
she shivers in
the clear
dry air
Hablando Sola / Talking to Myself
Diana R Zimmerman
with no rain
the naked mountain
cannot grow herself
a dress
she would like
green, she thinks
yes
green
lying
in the sun
just skin and bones
she shivers in
the clear
dry air
Hablando Sola / Talking to Myself 