the kind of curling

stunning mara says
unbelievable i say
touching some skein
of handspun/dyed wool
or a felted scarf
or gloves or a hat
wandering from vendor to vendor
soaking up a serious dose of texture/color
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she asks about my family
(eggs florentine on her plate
brunch tamale with green chile on mine)
and somewhere in the meandering answer
i’m talking about sassy magazine
(pre mainstream takeover)
and the bridge of possibility it built
out of the suburbs
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aspen tops
bright yellow against
deep blue
standing under and
lifting eyes skyward
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mountain sun-induced
recovery nap
pointy hat snugging my head and
the kind of curling up where
i wrap the blanket corners around me
because getting under the covers
requires too much effort
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sacred mountain
tinted orange/pink in the
setting sun
as seen from paseo del pueblo sur