the river flows salt
with this harvest moon,
pushing the sandbank
heavy with night rain,
tasting krill stories and
ice dust on the tide.
remembering herself
as ocean, as cloud,
as rain.
the river flows salt
with this harvest moon,
pushing the sandbank
heavy with night rain,
tasting krill stories and
ice dust on the tide.
remembering herself
as ocean, as cloud,
as rain.
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