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.

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