Pinned

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I close my eyes
to summon that place
dry and windy
skirting the desert

summer’s heat
runs through my veins
and the Santa Ana wind
tangles my hair

on nearby tracks
the Southern Pacific sits
its engine idling for hours
the air choked with fumes

my scattered thoughts
roll like tumbleweeds
blowing…

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Sydney Duke Richey

Writing from the heart, I’m inspired by everyday experiences. My poems, haiku and non-fiction come from a slice of my life. *Top Writer in Poetry*