Postcard #27
the ocean must've been confused today when she looked up and saw the waves had left her for the sky. the waves used to tell the ocean that they'd only roll for her — that they love her depth & all the unknown creatures that live below, that the sand is the perfect landing for their ebb and flow. But, there the waves were in the clouds making love to the sky. the ocean sat still waiting for a storm to send them back to her. — this is good luck. love, anon
Notes from the reader
C in name looks written over
Submitted by Hairpin trigger