Ephemera II
I am Atlas: my feet in the heavens, the weight of my backyard lawn on my shoulders, watching the last of the sunset ebb from the clouds between my feet. The buzz of summer insects fills my ears. Loamy moisture fills my nostrils. My little mimic does her best sālamba sarvāngāsāna.
Tags: ephemera
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