Skye Wu ’19

The mountainous blueness

collapses

onto the sand of my childhood,

thundering

onto the sand castles I built.

Roaring waves,

but underneath is

deathly silence.

The ocean

teaches me more about

the rivers.

The promises of headwaters,

being realized

in the eternity

and formlessness of Poseidon’s reign.

I see

possibilities of life

sleeping in

the fish tank water.