Today I listened to the wind.
The kind of listening that takes over
It washed me away.
Overwhelming. The way it starts to breathe for you.
As. If. You. Might. Drown.
You look like you might have been swimming.
But you never admit to loving the river enough to skip school.
I ask to join you next time.
You don't respond.
I know you laugh like the sun.
It's hard not to notice.
"Wishing for unforgiving things is sometimes dangerous."
I told you
how much it means to me, living with the tides.
I know it's like you said the first night I swam in the dark
"Darkness is only a by-product
of something too sunken to name."
I wish I could tell you
I knew what that meant.
I wish I could tell
I know the difference
between darkness and water.