← back to the archivePoems
I should never have gone to the beach that day
if only I had found my way through it
never skipped the rough vegetation
insisted on the muddy path
if only I had insisted on a couple more minutes
under that colossal wave
mid june, brushing my legs as I traveled under
if only I had believed you
while you caressed my blue side
i'm glad I didn't
you see, magic does happen
and death always enters
unannounced
