dirt

here

here is my olive freckled earth

set with intent

but disturbed by the rain

always the rain

water so heavy

the skin is soft

like dirt in the valley

it is salt

it is sweat

it’s water turning

dust into paste

I’m held together

and sticky

you’ll stick to me

to her to them to every

other airbreathing

creature

hunting for connection

for survival

to end the floating

the drifting

the lying about needing

touch and being seen

here

here is my olive freckled earth

grounding

grounding

grounding

grounding