do you remember when you were a fetus? i ask.
no, you say.

we leave it at that.

when the sand chips off from the rocks
we remember the pieces
and how they come from something
whole. the broken come together
and become a haven
for the seagulls and sand dollars.

they build castles in the sand.
why? i ask.
the sky responds with rain.

when was the last time you built a mountain? i ask.
you point a knowing finger to my heart.

i fall asleep on the shoreline
and wake up with
unquenchable thirst.


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