In front of me the Big Cat rises
and soft wind fills with voices of ancient ones.
Their presence echoes in rocks above
and joins sounds of other species:
flying over,
digging in,
running by.
They are here, living and dead, breathing.
—Laura Martinez
Dust Devil
In the Tucson Mountains
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