even here

Arizona. Center now. Wind, the stagnancy
is gone. The lake is moving. Things seem to
be alive, not dead. The writing is stuck, but
all else carries on. Everything feels okay. The
heat is gone. Water, trees, fake green grass.
Pavement and lamps. Metal chairs and blue
sky. Starry mountains, quail nesting above.
Spring in the desert. Even here there’s love.