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Tentacles by Christine Catalano

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Stacey Dye

Should the light come
youíll find that Iím a periwinkle
burbling in the sand.

Waves rush over me
exposing me to air,
stifling my breath.

No sense of up or down
I twist and flip
captive of the tidesó

tides that wash over me,
caught in their rhythm
only seconds to inhale.

I fight the detritus
that mingles with meó
skittering across the shore

I fight for my place
beneath the surface
hoping to steal a breath.