Melting under the sun. Blood hot, red hot that burns and boils.
How the skin peels back like a snakes after drying for so long.
Keep the mouth shut or it will fill with sand. Keep your
shadow covered or the darkness will blaze. The body runs
along the skyline, the mountains press upon us.
If you are reading this Thank You for taking time out of your day to read my writing!
I hope that you will return in the future!
-Alina