Scott Hughes


Today, on what would have been
our seventeenth anniversary,
I am instead alone, waist-deep
in the Atlantic, burying my feet
in sand like wet cement and leaning
toward the empty beach to steady
myself against the pull
of a wave building behind me,
and I wonder why I’m resisting
the ocean’s desire to carry me

farther out until the land
and everything I know
is too far away to see.

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