Appalachian by Cathy Colborn

a man, as wolf

to him, a test
between desire or
the dirt road, a canyon

to him, an arena
for pride and triumph.

his blanket, a mountain range
to align the dirt

for hunger, some soft flesh,

for them to throw time
into the separation


a girl, as moon

to her, a pull
a cause to swerve.

the cave, a nook

to her, a mystery
her dreams, a plot
to explore the stars,
in thoughtful rows.

a rest, some woven branches,
of cells by night.