Passing through Poseidon

Sun-burnt sand poured in from all sides

to bury their footsteps as they walked

silently arm in arm

feeling the wind frigid against their skins.

The beach, speckled with shells, subsided into waves

frozen-blue, ravenous,

and a redwood’s trunk lay petrified in the distance

rising from the sand like an outstretched hand grasping at redemption.

When they reached it she perched on the fingers;

he turned to confront the waves.

He drowned his knees,

set his eyes on the afternoon sun

and waited for her.

She knew it,

so she stood and ran like a girl to meet him,

the sea.

 

No pain met her there;

Her feet turned numb upon collision–

He took her peacefully.

***

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