Tuesday, November 20, 2018

~Selkie~


it's like
you came to
me from an
apartment of
the sea

you stare
blank, watery
eyes that
think so
fast yet
you tell
me it's nothing

are we
meant to
be? I'm
not sure
anymore
near to
me but
so far
away

unusual dignity
beautiful upturned
face everything
coveted is
a little
cracked

the skies
watercolor layers
bold, bright
breathing
turning black
and constant

untamed like
the waves
of the
hidden night


~Sarah Mahina Calvello

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