as the breast of this whale-sky heaves and sighs, i whisper my heart to the cat’s-eye moon…
ocean
I woke with sand jammed into my gills and salt drying tight across my scales. The tide had retreated like a coward.
as the breast of this whale-sky heaves and sighs, i whisper my heart to the cat’s-eye moon…
I woke with sand jammed into my gills and salt drying tight across my scales. The tide had retreated like a coward.