BADLANDS

Adorned in thorns, Ursula from the aria returned, the three dollar bills stuffed in her underwear. The patron saint sat in silence. He sipped tea from the conch, muted the computer. He sifted through the sand with his computer. He yawned and donned a paper hat. She donned his hat, did a pirouette in the sand. He pulled the bills from her underwear and stuffed them in the computer. Ursula returned from the aria again, balancing an aria on her stem-like nose. She thrust her aria into the air and set it on fire. He bled sand, cried out.