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tide washed you in today


Stacy Ooi

the tide washed you in today
and I picked you up from still wet sand.
you were shivering,
ensconced in your little, cream shell -
like the fragile thing you were.

softer, you murmured, blinking sleepily
you said I was too loud, and
I had to be quiet, and hushed,
when I spoke to you: a creature deafened
by the constant sound
of waves upon waves upon waves.

I placed my ear to the opening of your shell
and felt the ocean embrace me.

Stacy is a writer and singer-songwriter from Singapore. She would like to be back in Durham, UK, sipping hot orange mocha in the wintry cold, or in the mountains of Pokhara, Nepal, warming her hands with a cup of chai.

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