there’s lottery///ticket everywhere
so E dunes a sparrow///to gather sand
with///runs a finger down its soft shell
a ferrous palm & pinches back///the husk
reveals her wild rose///Shoshone patent
it’s quoted textspeak///& desktop background
in Kelso the stacks are gnarled///machines
make replica in puddles///crying god
immaculate///but E is drinking beer
on wagon wheels///flirts desert burial
to Zabriskie if and when///we get there:
throw X out the window///& light a match
the sun performs///alluvials in waves
to mimic her///almanacs of water


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Bay Erasure in Multiple Voices