Hey, Santiago!

Hey, Santiago

I see both of our faces in the water
I'm reflected here beside him at the bottom of the well and I wonder
Is it me now belonging here
Is her face impressed upon the water
We only opened the hatch very briefly
Late morning, winter sun flashing behind two heads soft with the knowing

I hear the chickens still
Picking up the corn behind me
For a second, we are at the bottom of a well
A pinhole snapshot pressed into the blood of the land
That has been calling me

I never said it was easy



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Writer(s): Gemma Louise Williams, Peter James David Mason
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