rising against

on my walk into town
i look up to take in taos mountain
and gasp at last nights
rain-turned-snow
white lace laid over patches
of piñon and juniper
touching sheet of bright blue sky
and the vapor of my breath
rising against it
_______
something about this strut
the rhythm of steps
swing of my arms
heading north up paseo del pueblo
feels like a channeling
of corinne’s saunter
_______
the postal clerk
calls me darling (or sweetie)
like a server at a diner
just before i push myself through the door
with a smile on my face
(both because of her endearing terms
and because of how she knows the other customers by name
talks to them like a neighbor coming up the drive)
_______
the complimentary (just for stopping in)
lemon bars at the mabel dodge house
sweet powdery and teeth-sinkable
arranged on white plate just around the corner
from the urn of hot water and array of tea bags
sweet powdery and teeth-sinkable
_______
click of my boot heels in
afternoon sun
so bright it cuts through clear-cold mountain air
on the rough pebbled texture
of a street i’ve never been down before
music and hammering to my left
_______
teeth-sinkable moment part deux:
bear claw from bear claw bakery
tucked in white paper bag
balance of sugar crunch and slightly salty pastry
_______
when i’m here natacha says
leaning up against her bike in the office drive
i miss my man
and i miss my sister
when i’m there
_______
package with a bat and bumblebee sticker
postmarked portland
how i hug it home
where i unveil its contents
prediction: cocao berry clarity
bonus: pdx weekly
magic: water ritual
pnw forest: lip balm
postcard: birthday retrospective
(and what it means for someone to remember these things… the celebration of light, the mt. hood ascension, the coast crew altar-building)

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