sits weeping in your desert (poemoff 2)

sits weeping in your desert (poemoff 2)

Alice huddles under a rock
sandstorm ripping the breath from her lungs
drying her tears before they are
out of her eyes

the Cheshire Cat's smile
does not linger here like so many
postcards written but not sent

The title of this poem comes from "WHEN YOU RUN OUT OF AIR?" by Zack.