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I Came Here
by Gabe Redel


The dirt rises over our heads
on both sides.
The trees lean in
trying to stand against the climb.

The ground is a bright orange, like fire
and the air is freshly scented
with the flowers of Summer.

Shadows pass over.
The life of desire
has its hands on everyone’s shoulders.

This place
is where I don’t want
to be,
but is where I know 
I should be.

I came here
by my own decision.

One-hundred foot vines 
gag the air.
I brace myself
going down hill
on wet ground.