chica de las pampas

night falling,

dust settled

between us.

you lay in bed,

sheets thrown off,

listening

to the crickets

singing.

you are dreaming.

remembering

the roads

where you

became you,

chica de las pampas.

hesitant to return,

hesitant to leave.

you’ll always

be drifting inward,

heart in revolt.

08/15/2019  AAW