On The Sea

Dear Portia,

The sea is making me think in verses, in cut lines, in symbolisms and ampersands.

Here’s one for you:

Slice through her skin
and it remains untethered
Dive through her vessels
and she treats you like mere cell
Pierce through her coral bones
and it refuses you nourishment
The only way to kill her
is to go for the heart
and that is where she lives immortal
because no one will ever know
where the heart of the sea is

You are the sea, little girl. You are stronger than you imagine. And I did not leave you behind. I brought you with me.


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