dangerous compassions

I call you / from the comet's cradle

Sunday, September 18, 2016


We're near Zion National Park by the river. Ming's gone to investigate a nature trail that I spurn because there's also a dog park. Flies keep landing on my legs.

We can't check into our hotel for three hours. I don't want to ride the bus. Zion you have to ride the bus. Maybe I can watch an IMAX movie?  Oh but wait. I don't like movies.

I remember last time we were here. It was with our community. We took pictures with the earth mother statue. I think it was mother's day.

A butterfly just flew to the sunflowers. Now it's time to move on. 


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