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Maya
Poems
Aug 2018
april, 1912.
i see the ships pass by
but only when the waves
don't cover my eyes.
i remember nothing
and my only friends
are clouds and stars.
the name of the boat i was on
is always on the tip
of my tongue
but it slips away
with the tides
as do i.
fish have started to nibble on me.
it's a strange sensation,
not unpleasant.
i know what that means, though.
i know i am dead.
i'm not scared
just relaxed
floating on the water
smelling the salt
feeling the breeze
i am lonely though
and a little cold
i must have had a family.
what happened
to all the other lifeboats?
aha! i remember the name of my boat.
i think it was called the Titan...
no, i'm pretty sure it was
the Titanic.
#cold
#boat
#titanic
#dead
#grief
#survivor
#ship
#sailing
#sinking
#water
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Maya
14/F/California
(14/F/California)
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