Gegoosheld

Untitled | James Stelmach | Photography

Gegoosheld by Emily Fleming 

Terra cota 

Slabbed cacti 

Bobcat claws 

Coyote teeth 

The mountains are jagged tonight Fall into the needle, please don’t fight alone in the valley tonight 

Mind all alight 

Endless noise 

Pokes like weeds 

Awake it keeps me 

Victim of the valley 

Soul stranded 

Below these mountains 

Run in circles 

Still stranded 

Born inside a cage 

Raw as slate, feel no pain 

Like the mountains’ scars I ache 

As the scalding fires rape 

The precious skin of brush 

And ravage the raw arid clay 

And as dusk falls the trees they sway 

Mourning their innocence lost in the blaze.