Snowflake

Dry grass ripples in perpetual wind
Golden razor edges shining like lamps
Chain-rolled acres of thirsty juniper wood
One branch will send flames five feet high

Have you ever seen a snowflake in Arizona

Red dirt roads stretch and yawn
Cattle graze either side
Houses of the dispossessed with unpainted silver foil walls
Soft red ground under blue gray steel afternoon sky
Storms approaching never quite make it all the way there

Have you ever seen a snowflake in Arizona
Have you ever seen a snowflake in Arizona