You feel it on the approach, The unknown, unknowable, The void. A mix of postcard beauty and insecure footing. A fear of where you’re headed, Ultimately. It’s quite but for The wind, Distant rockfall, And the sound of your own deep breaths.

It’s June and there are Christmas lights still hanging on the wooden fence that separates the parking lot from the patio, keeping the beer-swilling riff-raff legal in their choice to drink outside, “No alcohol beyond this point”. They’re out now, the lights, not the riff-raff. And the bulbs are not the typical green and red, […]