clothes in a drawer from a love in the creek.
from a love hitting off of every rock
every grain of dirt.
a piece of jewelry from a soul in the sand.
from the beached whale.
I’ve never washed or worn anything until now.
growing, swimming, sparkling with the creek, the sand
a beached whale reincarnate.
growing my own limbs for my own clothes.
my own neck for my jewelry.
my own scent of me.