Friday, July 03, 2009

The Weather Changed

The weather changed
from that cold sunlight
babies in palm frond hats
crying girls
starfish hands & painted buckets

filled with sealight & breaking
glass possibilities
We woke with salt lips
lust a silica statement
gritty & sifting
in every crevice, in my long hair

Now jars of beach glass
smooth edges
grown children
I don't show the scars.

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