at ebb, she’d be there—vise chest hunching
over kelp, rocks, shells disturbed, shredded
nails ransacking the sand
endless
at flow, she’d be there—tight throat trudging
the edge of wave’s creeping froth, gritted
eyes surveilling the shore
swallowed
years later, she’d be dead—
wasted body washed out
to the unrepentant sea
May 6
May 6, 2026 at 9:53 PM UTC
at ebb, she’d be there—vise chest hunching
over kelp, rocks, shells disturbed, shredded
nails ransacking the sand
endless
at flow, she’d be there—tight throat trudging
the edge of wave’s creeping froth, gritted
eyes surveilling the shore
swallowed
years later, she’d be dead—
wasted body washed out
to the unrepentant sea
