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Nov 2016
Knotted hair tangling round my face
I finally learned to kneel in the sand
No more squatting:
embrace the grime,
feel alive,
build a sandcastle &
knock it down
dig a hole &
fill it in
Summer futility

This July,
I broke and
was punished for it
like waves scorning
the sand castle for shrinking into
the beach when the ocean comes pounding  
the little girls crying cause
her castle is gone

the little girl curses
the waves not the castle so
why cant you see how I crumbled:
washed away, not washed up
some days I wish I could sink
into the sand and listen to
the waves crash
forever

I can't stop thinking how
my body curved into itself
I screamed and cried -back rounded
like the curve of the waves that had beaten me
I pushed back and no one forgave me
Just wanted someone to rebuild me
and give me a moat this time but
instead I'm drowning
in myself

Alone at sea
I can't see the horizon
It feels like I am the wave
and the castle all at once
No body stays for
more than just a
crashing moment

I'm stuck alone
barely floating, nearly sinking
Just want to hit  the ocean floor where
water dances tango with the sandy floor
no destruction or fallen sand castles
just harmony
Leigh Marie
Written by
Leigh Marie  Boston, MA
(Boston, MA)   
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