the sieve and the sand

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Egyptology

I Am Still Alive After This Sandstorm

poetry

so I perch on hands and knees
blowing dust from stone slabs
painstakingly interpreting
the newly uncovered hieroglyphs
hoping they are not just
striated sidewalk cracks

October 6, 2015October 6, 2015 Jay W. Ess Tagged am i alone in this desert?, darude, Egyptology, poem, poetry, sandstorm Leave a comment
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