A
Alicia M
Guest
at whim of winds
my limbs are bent
to grotesque shape
by element
of ocean spray
and salty wind
and who may see
my bleached bole pinned
into the sand
shall wonder
why
I
twist
alive
while
others
die.
my limbs are bent
to grotesque shape
by element
of ocean spray
and salty wind
and who may see
my bleached bole pinned
into the sand
shall wonder
why
I
twist
alive
while
others
die.