Flight 10523 now leaving from the Paragate

10/5/2023

Deciding to remain 
declare yourself 
at Paragate Customs
Con/Jur/d, 10/5/2023

You can't take your identity with you
if you want to feel the sand
between your toes
the pebble lodged, just so

On the Other Shore
all that's left is you
unadorned - the 10,000 things
become your body, your skin

The Moon and The Sun
nestle beneath your brow in
the scavenger's front-facing hollows either
side of your dorsum
strobing, blinking, stochastically 

As you sigh, content
with the rise 
or the fall.

Much love,

Con/Jur/d, 10/5/2023

Since — we couldn’t make the retreat @ Santa Sabina — We’re acutely missing the Bay Area — MC Yogi helps us