...............................................................Tomato slices lay beside a substantial row of carrots.
looking out at the desert........................
In the kitchen,
cold pineapple juice...............................Owen watched
a flowered dress....................................while I shredded the lettuce for the salad.
the sound of water.........
cold water....................
brown grass on the hills...
a glass of beer.................
the red mountains...............................
low flying planes.............
the smell of green grass....
warm stones by the river.........................
a red front door................
under the eves of the porch........................
a beehive fireplace............................
the smell of the leather couch....................
burning, burning,
burning.......................
I could almost feel his
hands.....................
but there was no warm milk..........
hand carved napkin rings.........................
sopapillas......................
mustard colored tiles...............
the sound that the lizards made..............
our marguaritas..............................