"Girl Without a Boat" by Sasha Sarene Morgan

Girl Without a Boat

I know that you are an island
and I am just a girl without a boat
on a completely different shore.
When I even manage to catch a glimpse
of your reflection in the waves,
the pull of the tide washes it away-
all the way back to an island
and a girl with a sailboat.
I'm left with nothing but lingering
memories
of faces in the sand
and broken seashells.
And I am left with nothing!
No effort is made to even pick up the
pieces
because nobody wants something broken
or something old,
or a black seashell lying on the beach
screaming for attention.
Eyes are attracted to the red ones, the
striking ones,
the new, shiny, glistening ones.
And I am left with nothing,
a girl without a boat.

Sasha Sarene Morgan

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