A Hundred Gourds 2:3 June 2013
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Susan B. Auld - USA

Burial at Sea

The waters of the Gulf of Mexico glint far from shore at low tide. Wet sand seems to float in tidal pools. The sand memorizes my footprints—their depth, a measure of the grief I carry with the promise. I walk alone among dead and dying whelk. In a twist of seaweed, a starfish. Broken. Scarred. It is here where I choose to stop to keep my promise.

sunrise on the bay—
my mother’s ashes


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