a wildfire named camp

i think maybe i have a sea urchin in my shoe
juniper says

about the pokey thing in her winter boot
in this wisconsin whitesnow setting
after our return
from the tropical setting of south florida
how the the photos of the burnt animals
(some dead and some alive and in good hands
their paws wrapped in bright colored bandages)
from the camp fire (not a campfire, but a wildfire named camp)
kindof destroy me

on this travel day (car,  plane, train, car)
that began at 4am
with not enough sleep

me waving out the train window
at the people lined up waving at us
who were really there to see the canadian pacific holiday train roll by
which just went past in the opposite direction we are headed