[Written by Asta Kinch]

[Image by Aike Jansen]

the sea has

no membrane

it’s vulnerable

and angry

and hungry

              behind the dunes

mother worries

it’s dark out and

i am

gone from her


              the foam runs sideways

                                                     before disappearing

folded away

like dough

from the eye


to the beach

all water

longs for this

tongues out


and waiting

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