Between wave and return
the salt grew heavier in my hands.
Foam thinned to threads,
knots glinting in the shallows.
Still wet with the reading,
I leaned toward the loom.
Sep 22, 2025
Sep 22, 2025 at 2:30 PM UTC
Between wave and return
the salt grew heavier in my hands.
Foam thinned to threads,
knots glinting in the shallows.
Still wet with the reading,
I leaned toward the loom.
