Your golden smile - above that shaggy viking vest- bobbing in the DJ booth for this flowing canyon festival.
The geology is striated like Jupiter.
Vivid cloth adorns the crowd.
Towering carvings of ice glisten in the post-sunset glow, no indication of melting in this lingering light.
No adherence to time.
A nomadic promenade.
At times, we're inside a Salvadorian painting, melting into grains of sand.
What we are celebrating- never revealed through the dreamscape.
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Auntie Licious
She is a never ending story written in the stars.
Alyssa has been a lifelong writer, having recently begun sharing her creations more widely. Her poems are inspired by nature, heartache, activism, sensitivity and mental health.
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