wild women
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This year, I burned myself away
I let myself wilt
Without dismay
Often, I was horrified
A world in meltdown
Triggered my pride
And let me drown
I got up, though
I always came around
to the wild spirit woman of the carved and sacred desert,
move freely in your primal body glistening with moonrise
dance to the current of the boiling river as the dam collapses
