Shearwater
All the Black Days 1
In South Carolina, I was struck by lightning.
The world was a ball on a tether, my body as light as the weather.
The moon was like an almond, the continents dissolving.
I lay on my back in the garden looking for any safe harbor.
The world was a ball on a tether, my body as light as the weather.
The moon was like an almond, the continents dissolving.
I lay on my back in the garden looking for any safe harbor.
