Mojave, US

“Watch out for the tortoises”
scrawled across the arid hills
and distant mountains
and displaced dunes

All life turns to stone here
the sand is thick and heavy
holding firm at the back of my throat
and clasped upon my feet

I saw no tortoises
perhaps that is why we watch?
Stone can turn to anything here
disappearing into the hills again

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