Ocean Breaks After draining the last of the burned coffee I replace the lid and push the cup into the sand, pull my feet back to sit on my haunches wrap my arms around my knees as if I were five again, lost among the ladies’ coats in Macy’s, waiting to be found, not hidingContinue reading “Poem: Ocean Breaks”
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Before We Reached The Sea
An undershirt on a reaped corn stalk;a wet tie stained with smoke;water puddling in road scars;the field, a former homestead;the smell of burnt oil and skin fuse in the airand soil, rising even after the lavender blooms. First published in Right Hand Pointing.
Brendan McEntee 