River

A photo-poem

The Middle Fork, American River, Auburn, California
California
You escape your current Corona
By escaping to summits
To sands
To some impossibly becoming body of water
California
You’re always at edge
Of winds shifting
Upon refresh and refresh
Again PurpleAir
California
Do you remember the days
Of earthquakes and El Niño?
When haze was not temperature
Smoke not forecast
California
You’re always the verge of something
Just about smokeline
To fogscape
Some edge, escape

The North Fork, American River, Auburn, California

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