More Galapaghosts

by jane arie baldwin

Lounging marine iguanas

Lounging marine iguanas


Black lava rocks

Regal like marine iguanas in service to the sun

And to Sally Lightfoot

Walks across my back like turtles marching

To the sea

Waves crash your shores as I would a hundred times a day if I had my way

Vertebrae die on your belly, dry there

Turtles nest, little birds too

Lounging marine iguanas

Leaving bones and scars of bones skins on scabs

Crisp in the sun