im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry. i dont know how i didnt see it before & forsee it then. im so sorry and i know it will never be heard by the right ears. as i re-witnessed the otter swim away- i am sorry.
"maggie & milly & molly & may went down to the beach (to play one day)
and maggie discovered a shell that sang so sweetly she could hardly remember her troubles, and
milly befriended a stranded star whose rays five languid fingers were;
and molly was chased by a horrible thing which raced sideways while blowing bubbles:
and may came home with a smooth roundstone as small as a world and as large as alone.
for whatever we lose (like a you or a me) its always ourselves we find in the sea."
-ee cummings, days of innocence.
i feel like im molly finding myself in the tide.
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