By Orianna Pavlik
Cebolla Canyon
September 2, 2015
dry clay
hot sand
rough bark
skin
exploring the landscape
with my body
naked
and vulnerable
sharp brush
scraping against my legs
the sky
like a mirror
exposing me
nude
the air flowing around
my body
to the wind
curled up
contorted
imprisoned by insecurity
but
a moment of freedom
between me
and the landscape
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