Washed Out

A poem by Lily Selthofner, 2021.

Eastern Horizon by Lily Selthofner.

the same force that rolls waves upon the shore

sweetens breeze and echoes arial song

the backbone

brushes a woman’s dress as she walks

and screeches to her silent serenade

early ocean foam carries scavengers

little trinkets:

wind-washed seashells

casting little shadows in the late morning sun.

the waves ricochet

in fortune days

hiding empty messages from above

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