Eclipse

The moon disappears when we cannot see it. Did you feel the pull at your core? I ran so far along the mountain ridge today that I forgot what day it was. There was a vulture circling above, but it really only made me laugh. This country air turns my head around, softens my edges and steels my heart, what a gift it is to wake ignorant. At night, the desert air is cool: the full moon is a spotlight and I can't see the stars, but maybe I don't need to.

I spent an awful lot of time collecting them.

Maybe I have all I need.