Yes, you say,

I am here.

Why are you there?


Are you afar

For unloving me?

Are you adrift

After I ‘ve washed away?

Are you mute

As you’ve ever been?

Are you sore?

 I do not care.

You say,

I am here.


I have crashed, dear,

Into many reefs.

As winds abrade you, 

statue of no grief,

I slash my strings

And voiceless

I crawl away from fear.

Amid stones and salt

I will survive

Here and there.


Photos by Mausilinda

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