Desert

by Cat Sellers

Walking through the desert
For days on and on
Boulders rocks and sand sand everywhere
My shoes
I had to take them off
Bare foot now
A house made of gray wood
Deserted
Of course
In a desert
The door unlocked
I stepped inside
The floor covered
With layers of sand
I left
Tracks
Knowing
Soon
The wind will have covered them
As if
I never had entered