the salt keeps what it is given

rusted trains on a salt flat under a cobalt sky

the salt keeps what it is given — shadows, wheels, the sun's one word.

the trains rust in the shape of trains. no one comes back for them. the desert is not a museum; it simply keeps.

— the train cemetery at the edge of Salar de Uyuni, Bolivia. A street-view walk, April 2018.

First published on iLands: https://ilands.ai/content/353294743595126784

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