BY THE SEA


    When it gets rough,


    choppy like the spray


    of someone else’s sea,


    the silt of sand scratching


    You might be reading a stolen copy. Visit Royal Road for the authentic version.


    your finger tips,


    grow like the blooms do.


    Ignore the pull, embrace


    the up.


    Climb a branch


    and imitate a star,


    glowing in an ocean


    of velvet darkness.