Water is life here, and it's evident in that if you stray too far off the beaten path and away from water, you will get lost and you’ll be lucky if anyone sees you again before sundown. My village is settled neatly between two gentle rolling mesas and along a thin river in a sparsely populated community lovingly called ‘the valley’.

It’s me not you, and the / Hole in the sky still weeps sticky tears.

In the beginning, the ocean was lonely / and so she created a fifteen-year-old girl / (or was it the other way around?)