A Poem for Lee

A blood-red ball
on the chill, jagged edge of the earth.
I squeeze my bladder
like an orange
into the playa dust
and recall a dream
of beauty and grace
in a neon-lit, throbbing
desert evening
that turned into night
but never turned into…

by Denise-Christine

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Tales from the Playa are dreams and memories of events that took place at Burning Man, as told by participants. Submit your story here.