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Sep 2022
we had been swaying all summer along the shore dreaming
when the water pulled you out and
unresisting
you let it
you let it
you let it
wrap its soft hands around your middle and take you
no splashing no struggle no sound
just me alone on the damp sand face wet with salt
already starting to shiver
duck
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duck  24/a small island
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