You Are
by Hank Kalet
steady for me
though you sometimes feel wobbly yourself
my mind feeling frayed
like a weakened seam that
holds together an over-washed shirt
centers on you
like a star in the night
like the distant coastline glimpsed
from across the vast ocean
you are my beach
as I break upon your shores
my quiet blanket on the sand
the quiet moment
when the sun slowly fades
below the horizon
Editor’s Note, July/August 2024
4 months ago
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