what did I touch?
on the way to sfo, emerging tunnel
hills of pastel house mediated by bart window smears
see sky and think about the blue
she told me it was blue unlike any other place she has ever been
long dark waves dressed her tanned shoulders flirting
with life, on the bench
ferry terminal disseminates rhythmic bodies in pulse substantiating
philosophic cadences, shared lingua franca
blended us oh so easily,
oh this city and sea
this moaned way we longed to be.
Tara K Howe, MFA student at the University of Idaho, writes to the materiality of existence. Formerly a holistic health professional focused on women's psyches and healing, Tara uses her writing to dismantle dualities and reinforce the interrelationality of being.