Sunday, February 1, 2026

I Alone

On a dual-tracked road
through the Coronado grassland,
the border wall stares down hard,
yet the mountain shines above it
with the first and last light of the day.


From: How We Wander:
Short Poems in 75 Words or Less
Unpub. MS p. 11

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