Lion Head Mesa cobalt

she lived on the outskirts these days.

she would say it was for a watchful eye of suspicious figures, she would say it was out of respect.

she lived in a restless state.

so perhaps it would have been no surprise that she tossed and turned that night, doing so as the physician arrived. treva wore a look of exhaustion, uncomfortable in her own skin for the first time she could recall.

slowly, wordlessly, she moved towards the mouth of her home.

and although she seemed aloof, she did not turn the other woman away.