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Jun 2018
beams ricocheting from the moon hit the ocean face.
Introducing halos,
whirling and spiralling.
her body smoothly moving above the depths.
being pulled and pushed,
by the non-stop sequence of the waves.
entirely disciplined by the moon,
she was at its mercy.
invisible ropes, wrapped around every limb,
dragging her in and around.
straining to uproot herself from the ties she was bound.
captive to the tide.
Written by
yasemin pellow
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