Tag Archives: salty poems

popcorn

… my fingers are too buttery to lace with yours, and the floors are sticky with regret. it’s no one’s fault, but as the credits close all i’m left with is my own salt.   .

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poem drops

.. some days, the ocean lends her salty skin to all these words, her feathered waves to quill. her violent will to pull of moon and midnight sky. some days i spill. some days ………………i dive.   . Prompted by … Continue reading

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not night magic

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{{blue morning}}

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Shedding Seven Tears into a Hopeful Sea

(Selkie Waiting) . She knows her own salt, formed of the souls of water -y graves; plays with her children in the waves, casts her spell on a lonely moon. She’ll seal this night with a brackish kiss; just a … Continue reading

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The Saltier Perspective of the World

Her empire is a sea, see? We let her swim the outlands, free, through the dark ages of our friendly coasts. She boasts of having known Lombard, having been ravaged by Neptune himself, given distinguished naval supremacy by jet -sam, … Continue reading

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