Obsidian

in my pocket
pressed against my leg
cool black jagged features
a mystery in time
remains of a history
who was it
that cut you from the whole
carved through time
chips and flakes
pounding
softly
so as not to break
but to form
and create

About Katie Lambert

A Louisiana raised California climber. View all posts by Katie Lambert

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