Spring in Death Valley

 

The heat of the sun cuts through cold wind. Calm before the inferno.

Lime green cottonwoods! Lime green grass sprouting out of brown rubble.

Flowers and bees!

Butterflies I’m creosote. Butterflies pulverized on fronts of expensive cars.

Scorpions hiding behind doors to rooms that cost more than half the rent.

 

 

 

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