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Chasm


 

Gull Rock, Monhegan Island. Picture courtesy of Monhegan Trucking.

I want to surface –touch
these moments

navigate the oblique
a rustle of leaves?

 

blink and

my harbor master vanishes
washed ashore two nights ago

oblivious to the storm –inside
he
lost desire to taste the salt.

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