Arianna Sebo
Aliens and the Mountains
you could live in that cabin
and gaze out at the mountains every day
smell the sweet, simple wildflowers
and feel the cool breeze on your cheeks
you probably wouldn’t like it when it
snowed
white stuff up to your belt
soaked socks sticking to your frozen toes
but at least everything would have a
glow about it
I passed this cafe in Montana
called the Two Sisters Cafe
it had a rainbow flag on the roof with
a sign that read Aliens Welcome
there’s a Three Sisters’ Cafe in another
city, maybe in Canada
these people love women, nature
aliens
and the mountains.
and gaze out at the mountains every day
smell the sweet, simple wildflowers
and feel the cool breeze on your cheeks
you probably wouldn’t like it when it
snowed
white stuff up to your belt
soaked socks sticking to your frozen toes
but at least everything would have a
glow about it
I passed this cafe in Montana
called the Two Sisters Cafe
it had a rainbow flag on the roof with
a sign that read Aliens Welcome
there’s a Three Sisters’ Cafe in another
city, maybe in Canada
these people love women, nature
aliens
and the mountains.
Biography
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Arianna Sebo (she/her) is a queer poet and writer living in Southern Alberta with her husband, pug, and five cats. Their home is brimming with cat posts, pet beds, fur, and love. She received her B.A. in philosophy from the University of Calgary, working in the field of law to feed her family and writing poetry to feed her philosophical soul. Her poetry can be found in The Writers Club at Grey Thoughts and forthcoming in Front Porch Review and Lucky Jefferson. She can be found on the web at AriannaSebo.com and @AriannaSebo on Twitter and Instagram.
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