Eating
Restless
On the run
Settles on beach dunes and river banks
Ironic
Octopus’ Garden is destroyed
Now erosion takes over.
By Anjali D.
Anjoo in the wrack line
She sits cross legged
at the toe of the bluff
Her long dark hair becomes one
With the Eel grass
Codium a tangle she roots out
The incoming tide
Will take her home
For now she lets the sun
Warm her arms
Cradle her thoughts
Of Lemon Crisp cookies
Her mom
All the things
That make her happy
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