Looking out the window, I
am reasonably certain this is
not Arizona and it is not just
the palm trees that suggest it.
Well, in part it is the palm trees,
although they have some there,
but here it is the variety of palms
and the limited number of lizards.
We have the occasional gecko,
and the iguanas have begun
to arrive, though they don’t
particularly like the morning chill,
but ours is a desert of strip plazas
half empty, abandoned,gas stations,
and fast food joints, and our sand
is carried off by the ocean, daily.