Siren (For My Sister)

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

For my sister, to whom I am closer than anyone.


(For my sister) 


When the waves crash over your head, I can see it. 

I can see the drops of saltwater running down your face, through your hair, onto the tips of your eyelashes. 

They stand there, only for a second, tremble, then fall. 

They scatter the light before they’re gone. 

I can see how far away the surface looks in the reflection in your eyes. 

The pale, twisting cast of the sun on the water. 

I can see you struggling, stretching your toes for the bottom. 

But it slips away like your fingertips through mine when I reach out for you. 

The moonlight catches the highlights in your hair and I can see the tiredness in the rims of your eyes. 

I can see it because I know how it feels to be drowning. 

But what I can’t see 

is the shore. 

Submitted: July 14, 2018

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