eating wild plums—
the back of the mouth rucks
the lips quiver for more
*
in the hot springs—
letting myself soak until all I am
is a woman in the hot springs
*
raindrops on the tent—
I practice how to whisper love
in rain language
*
earwigs in the sleeping bags—
there is nothing nothing
good about this
*
bribing my daughter
with ice cream to hike—
each step a victory
*
apricots so perfectly
apricot, I clap as I taste them—
longing to be that true