Story Sits in Places

by Marie Brennan

A giant bound in stone, that distant peak;
an ever-sleeping woman curves these hills;
the tears of parted lovers feed this creek.
From every place remembered history spills,
a landscape of our heroes, griefs, and kills.
When we set out across these weathered stones,
we walk atop our ancient forebears’ bones.

originally published in Worlds of Possibility, June 2024