by Rafiq Kathwari


A stray dog pulls apart a donkey’s corpse.

A camel pacing into the rushlight stomps on


mini sand-ruins of treads and tracks:

What did this: a quad bike, a Humvee?


A shadow lengthens on the beach.

Stars glow in Hi Rises inland from the sea’s edge.


People live in a bright hour, as Emerson said.

The bright falls. The night rises.


For Beena Sarwar, from photos she shared