Third Person Flight by Teodor Nihtianov
South of the moon
My body stays forever
But my mind will travel soon
To green pines and rolling fields
Streams of water untouched
And Joshua trees
But it’s a relief
To bury these bones in the sand


South of the moon
My body stays forever
But my mind will travel soon
To green pines and rolling fields
Streams of water untouched
And Joshua trees
But it’s a relief
To bury these bones in the sand