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- i. back then, when you held someone else it
- felt real, like your fingers were anchors. now you are
- weak strings. she becomes a scar you cannot talk about
- like a fault in the earth’s crust, you become an
- earthquake.
- she used to be your only source of warmth.
- ii. jellyfish can live forever.
- under a streetlamp
- you adjust your shoes while someone
- makes a comment about marine life. you had met
- the ocean, animated. she had laughed like the waves
- crashing against the beach. some people are
- trenches and some are reefs and some rare creatures
- are both.
- iii. jellyfish can live forever.
- she did not.
- the storm inside her
- was too strong.
- iv. she never asked for flowers. she wanted so little.
- they brought her lilies and you wanted to rip them from their fingers. you wanted to say: no, sing for her.
- she loved music. she loved animals. she loved art.
- she loved the way the wind felt against her face.
- open up the coffin. don’t bury her this way.
- v. you hold people like you are scared
- they will evaporate at your touch. a boy laughs about it,
- asks why your eyes are deserts. you do not know
- how to tell him:
- i have lost her. i have lost my ocean.
- vi. who will sail on this night
- when even the stars are ready to cry?
- vii. one day you will go down to the beaches again.
- the salty spray will feel like her hand on your cheek, but
- it will not make you cry anymore.
- do not walk in above your head. stand there
- and know that
- she is back with the sea,
- and, at last, she is finally happy.
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