Cienega Poems - Poems about Cienega

...each thing living on Murdth ‘sorbs water chiefly wet backards of arid- zona an’ the holmby hills’ chlorine romp ponds drawing the scant as blue blood for the thirsty altar as a mercedes to the mcca......Read the rest...

...Cienega Campground – Science Club planted sapling pines, you spooked a rattlesnake – all those hopeful pines rot now at the bottom of a reservoir. Alfalfa fields where you used to ride bareba......Read the rest...