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Aug 2015
The shore washed up
Your gritty words
Stained in sea glass
They cut you open

I fell
Into the riptide of your tears
And wished I had an anchor
Because it felt like
I might drown out here

Words broke on your mouth
And I was swallowing
The sea

My feet missed the ocean floor
And white caps
Crashed between our eyes
The current ripped you away

I wished to tell you
That my arms can harbor safety
I’ll be your ship
This time

You can
Tie me out to sea
I'll keep the water still
Let it calm your hearts beat

The ocean will soothe
All your broken memories
And in the end
The tide will wash us in
Again
Jen Grimes
Written by
Jen Grimes  Burlington, Vermont
(Burlington, Vermont)   
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     Derek Devereaux Smith
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