My eyes for Arizona are as big as Moons

Sedona’s red rocks and vortexes, Diamond Point’s crystals and forests, you are my future.

 I want a pet cacti, I want to do peyote with coyotes under the stars, I want my face to be the color of your earth, I want to rub mica into my skin and shine like a million diamonds, I want to find broken glass in the sand and pretend they’re dinosaur bones, I want to fall into your sunsets, I want to sit on top of a pueblo and smoke weed with the moon, I want to climb a mountain and dive into a mirage.  

God dammit, Arizona, I need you in my bones.