Luna y Sol

The earth cools as the sun sets.

I feel the wind’s touch on my skin.

The dried roots begin to rattle.

It’s quiet up here. 

“Come look at the sky!”

you called out from behind.

I hold my gaze, because I was. 

Two girls deserted in the mountains

surveying the same sky above,

drawn to different forces. 

Some gaze at the moon

while others walk towards the sun.