I try to breathe but
smoky air fills my lungs,
the heat surrounds me
holds me
and attacks me,
low yellow light
highlights our
sweat-glistened skin,
I meet your eyes
for ten seconds, and
I can’t inhale,
hotter than humid summers
and scorched desserts
ten seconds
in hell, and we
we caught on fire.


Bath Time

I submerge
in the heated pool
at the center of the room,

my skin
tingles at the intense heat
as I slip in up to my face,

I sigh
my glasses fog up and
contentedness drifts over me,

the bathhouse
smells like herbs and the ocean
and I become a mermaid

the stresses of my adult life
in childish memories.