Reposted from Le Bleu du Ciel for Language > Place blog carnival edition #8
inspired by Janelle Stone's 'Reflecting'
she wades cactus-shaped reflections in the mirrored glass.
the pedestrians are living souls in her fargo & she is
a statue haunting a foreign city. the road signs say
'Go' to where the snowflakes fall like paw prints,
away from light, from the station clock ticking
to traffic. she would never shed the granite
to taste her flesh which nobody sees.