Ebb

Postcard from Gone

When you left I walked

into the ocean. Not to

drown but to be held
by something

reluctant

to let go. Don’t
make this bigger

than it is, which is big

enough to swallow
whales

and civilizations.

I joined
the blue, I was blue.

And when I looked

down, I shattered
and reformed

so many times, you know, I couldn’t catch

a clear look at myself.

Leila Chatti