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Route 7 Review
Issue # 2015
You are dreaming an amphibian
dream my little being
my rendering
of pixels in liquid
light your body
a projection of sound into this
quiet hum:
the dry world
the endless search
for water and warmth
curve of your spine
glow of your skull your heart
beat fingers
arms toes tucked legs labia
a girl naked nebulous
a girl
she’s yawning
sleep
my daughter
become
clamorous and real
Elisha Holt is a poet of seedpods, coyotes’ howl, and the wind over the chaparral. He was born in San Bernardino and raised in the rural Palo Verde Valley, a beekeeper. An MFA candidate at Cal State San Bernardino, his work has appeared in Apercus Quarterly, Inlandia, and on the wall at The Camel Saloon.
ELISHA HOLT
Desert Survival Guide: Ultrasound Video, Aria
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