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the tide rises, the tide falls | an oceanic literary magazine
Misc. Hubbards Beach, 2010.
by
Gavin Foster
In my dreams, cerulean dye drips down my face, over my shoulders, onto the dock,
as Neptune stirs, floods navy blue, and the pines along the gravel road back to the wine-store-
van each inhale——— once.
This poem will appear in our upcoming Sand Dollars: A Little Book of Little Poems print anthology.
Gavin Foster (he/him) is a writer from Halifax, Nova Scotia. He is interested in pop culture, fantasy, and emotional affect. He holds an MA in English Literature and is currently a PhD candidate at Dalhousie University. His poetry has previously been published in Open Heart Forgery and is forthcoming in Monosyllabic Queer Theory.
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