so here i am with mom riding above the freeways she can’t believe in having left road haven for this now steady climb out of the desert on a trip we talked about with dad but never took for so many reasons
& here we detoured down a washboard road to buy bells neither of us can resist because dad needs something to ring when he’s in the backyard
& here a mountain looks just like a bell big enough its echo could dust the landscape red again & here we turn a corner & it’s just another rock formation