New Woman

The Sinner

I was fired at one on a Friday afternoon.
What else could I do, in my reverie,
but drive to the beach? I walked by the sea.
Out there, a ship adrift with colored blocks.
Children with friends, racing against the tide.
I should accept anything god wanted to give me—
so said the old woman I lived with each night.
I waited for the sand to rise through my hands,
but only the waves came to my feet.

October 14, 2022, 2:53 PM - 25, 1:05 AM

what do the trees know of me
Raliv, Galiv ya Chaliv