Bridge & Tongue Depressors

Bridge & Tongue Depressors

A Poem by Onoma

low tide looks down--as seaweed
washes its hair out.
broken bottles blowing glass, to
the unclamped chipping of seashells.
sludgy sand mixing the reactions 
of its porridge out of a deep freeze.
as June reconstructs the: Whitestone
Bridge, out of tongue depressors.
glue to ebb & flow-- irrespectively.

© 2024 Onoma


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Added on June 8, 2024
Last Updated on June 8, 2024