Where the road dipped it slid off the map
landing in a new snow bright light enough
to ignite trees and caress
my hair with a fresh touch
Our car drove over a dip, my stomach
fell into the arroyo, water shed its droplets
over and beneath each crevasse while time
swiveled until the water withdrew and I ,
initiated with a new identity
looked into a mirror
and welcomed the advent of becoming new
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