cover me stones, please.
“progress” circles ’round me now
but once i ran free.
(This is a photo of an ill-fitting tribute to a Native American princess at a three-way interesection in the mountains of N. Ga. I was blown away by the obviousness of the slicing through the mountains, the loss we wrought amongst indigenous tribes and how flip our pile of “tribute” in the middle of the road as we hurry along to our lives so far removed from the soil. But, also, how lovely these stones. Such a strange mix of life’s irony and injustice. And the dignity of the earth that remains regardless of our ignorance.)