Michelle Basic Hendry

The siren song of red soil brought me to the Red Rock canyon where armadillos and water wander between the sandstone cliffs. I ran my fingers over the rough stone. Crevices created by climbers and rainstorms smelled like green caves of moss and yet there was none. The stone was a mere shell in places dissolving into ochre in my hands and staining my fingers.

~MBH

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