We were cold toes in the muddy Virgin River,

laugh echoes trapped in a peachy Utah mountain cage,

burnt cheeks under eyelashes coagulating tears with dust,

jelly limbs after climbing rock face and steep hiking for miles.

We were just throwing water and

slipping on blue-green algae of flathead river stones.

We were living in a sliver and wanting for no thing.


-Sara Brown

Sara Brown is a recent literature graduate from Stockton University in New Jersey who spends about 89% outside and focuses on poetry and creative nonfiction about her travels. She is also a practicing landscape photographer who has had work published in Into the Void mag as well as Camas magazine.