For the Poetic Asides prompt 530 Where You Are, Photo by Reiseuhu on Unsplash
** Here the sun hangs like a weight its heat like a curtain, dense, wrapped around itself like thick clouds keeping out the light.
Dust clouds swirl around hardy rocks, each peak a monument to defiance, to aeons of resistance, to heads held high against the ravages of earth, sand and time.
For a season this, this barren space which survives against the odds is home, reluctant as it may be