because it feels like solidarity

how much the wordless but knowing look means
that yana and i exchange (because it feels like solidarity)
when the shuttle driver greets me
by holding up his phone and pointing it at me
while saying turn your phone on
why don’t you have your phone on
_______

make it up over the pass
where it’s often windy and blowing snow

this is part of the language of this geography,
of this mountained place,
of this only-for-the-rugged locale
_______
maybe that’s just what wyoming does,
it tries to give everyone ALTITUDE ADJUSTMENTS
i write judy about
yet another weirdly rude encounter
here, which, to a bonx new yorker,
is not considered stateside
_______
all the shreds of plastic
and glints of glass
and jugs and cardboard and bottles
along I25 south
as the shuttle ferries mostly young travelers
from fort collins to denver

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