IT Geography

IT Geography


When we leave our body
the sound is so potent
it cracks open the stars
and our momentum ricochets around.

Then the fichik heli, streams of radiance
shoot across the darkness
and we speed up motion.
Our mind is space unbounded.
Everywhere we are, everything is.

Time becomes a deep breath,
a pause in the telling
as rivers of ash collide with memory.
And for us nothing will ever be over
and done with.

Allahe.

We circle the heavens.
Then one day we create something unexpected.
A pulse, a hot flash;
and it flows through the veins of space.

Allahe.

We blush
and tiny beads of perspiration
form on the brow of heaven
reflecting light.

Allahe.

We are hot, we say!
Soon we spasm in a spiral of passion,
mounting and arching, expanding and contracting,
we expel volumes of water
the size of blue green oceans.

Allahe.

We are born.



LeAnne Howe
**IT in the title stands for Indian Territory.