Poetry

Katie Louise Stote

Stop.
Stop pouring yourself

into hollow bodies.

Hanging your tinfoil stars

from their coastal cartilage.

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Everyone knows that,

like the letters of the word,

rain has an edge.

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Category: Found Poetry - from Rain: A Natural and Cultural History by Cynthia Barnett

The Ocean holds its secrets,

like poker cards to its chest.

Its dark mysterious deepness

to discover; humanities quest.

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You are the sea,

and I am yours.
Like how the waves take the sand,
you have overcome me,

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I pinch my nose -
my face dips beneath a veil of water.
Pressure grows deep in my chest,
slowly and securely.

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