quick fiction up for your story fix ...
By Lis Anna
Those pale toes have known Yellowstone, city of clouds, land of rainbows,
weaving wildflowers in her hair, out in the night air...
Ollie Ollie Oxen Free
the soulful temptress screams
wailing out deep within the Tetons.
She is whipped cream tequila, whisper writing, running wild,
driving free hand over highways like Beat poets,
poets beat independent in the crazy psychadelic elevator
that is this land, America.
The lessons of the river roads, over a second sight sunrise
reflect light on her temple body mansion
where the wind has often said
even her eyes speak of expansion.
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