by The Cheesesellers Wife

A desert enters your soul
hot sun settles deep into bonesclaims flesh as part of
wind, rock, sand.
Lonely dry grasses wait
in sheltered cracks
for any moisture.

Desert sunsets bleed the sky
of colour and heat
suddenly dark, suddenly cold.

Copyright © 2019 Kim Whysall-Hammond


2 Comments to “Escape”

  1. Love this piece of writing , very descriptive .

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