sandals stomp
over scattered skittles
& seagulls encircle us

the gathered tides
implore us to
pick a color

within these waves
a million skies

parachutes will glide
us downward
to the sand

and blue rises
so slow
we never fully meet


(originally published in Eunoia Review, Fall 2016)

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