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Man at Sea

A Year of Sonnets #85

Photo by Robson Hatsukami Morgan on Unsplash

Perhaps you are the smile in the stone,
a witchlight brought to kindle memory
when I have set my anchor, sunk alone
into the storm of things never to be.

Accustomed to this wilderness of brine
and all the lonely music in its hands,
I wear away to salt and carbon, fine,
another story lost to hostile sands.




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Zach J. Payne

Zach J. Payne

(He/They) Ninja Writer. Thespian. Queer. Essayist, poet, novelist.

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