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I wanted the stone
archipelago
 wanted it badly
mists, vapors
went outstole orange
mollusks &
marine slugs
must have tasted colossal
squid
must have been blue-
ringed
but fear of swimming
octopus
at night
black water
shellfish knivesred
water
every so often broken
glass
sea-silk & white sand
Retsina on lusting lips
little girls on the beach
eating
watermelon
blossoming
I believe in thousands of
water gods
Ithakan pearls
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