Sotol & Salt
Pouring my heart out
Sotol and salt
Just tryin’ to get back to me
Like I was
Before you
Unfucking myself
This high desert
She watches out for me
Wants me here
Lays things in my path
I need unfolded
Bones out in the sun
Bleached
And if all I have left is history and this earth, this dirt
I’ll be a rich man
Not buried
I’m planted
I’ll rise once again
From this desert soil
Resurrected
If I don’t prick you
Or bite you
I’ll blossom
For a day
Catch it if you can
‘Cuz I’m on to the next iteration
Forever changing
Challenging who I was
My only pause, growth
*this poem was inspired by and written at Marfa Spirit Co. Distillers of incredible sotol.
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