“I was named after the sea.

After Poseidon. Amphitrite.

Their sons, their daughters, the blood

Shed, blue diluting red out of

The intensity of their love making.

I was named after the rocks

Protecting the ocean as if

After some 4 billion years of evolving

It still can’t take care of itself.

I almost drowned in the ocean once.

A foreshadow of my adolescence

Stuck between my baby teeth

But fear the ocean I do not.

I find sand in the most intimate places

And I haven’t been to the beach in two years.

I find seasalt stuck under my fingernails and

Reckless great whales swimming inside of me.

Aquarius.

I am an air sign but

On days when I get too tired of flying about

Running away from my misery

I only want my toes

To touch the spot

Where water meets sand.”

Lost At Sea