I sit deep in my deciduous and cedar woods, shaded, sweltering in the hot afternoon Georgia heat. The still air, like an open oven, stifles me. I must escape. But just as I start to rise, a cool breeze starts from the creek bottom below, racing across the newly-mown fields. Wind rushes like a cresting […]
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Deep Woods Bath: ImproVerse Haiku
I emersed me in/ woods, hoping to stop dying./ I must bathe more oft.