
san miguel
you haunt me

first admission

one must accept
that a fault line runs through you

and it is this very ruin
that reveals your beauty




the road
to
san miguel

is as lonely

as a confession

i will confess
we rise at 5:30
to be there
for the light.
magnificent
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