Kitchen dancing

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Breathe warped air,

sense summer heat,

stinging quartz and mica

on bare feet,

cold water, atoms

mingling over rock.

Mountains here were

swallowed and then

spewed, renewed

across a lakebed

scraped and shelved

by glaciers,

dark fissures juxtaposed

against the surface sun,

like the crack-filled

linoleum, sticky where

we kitchen danced.

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