It was sunrise
Nail clipping of a moon, an incisor tooth
Peeking and covered again, the colors of the sky cut sloppily with children’s scissors
Birds nervously, giddily
It was a blue fade to light instead of darkness like usual, somehow wrong and too much
To see the sea still sleeping
Undulating, sun spotted. Not ending anywhere but meeting the sky with its belly in a bow bending over backwards. This was a kiss that swept you off your feet
On the beach at Carmel-by-the-sea because the wind was so strong we were laughing uncontrollably and running drunk
raining on the grey sand. I tried out a hundred different walks and still ended up at the water’s edge
where the creek met the ocean I scooped it in my mouth to test the saltiness
it tasted like tears
grey and rippling
my bedsheets piled in the morning
The sand was actually purple underneath the grey. It was garnet sand
It was bacon grease cooling on a rock in long white drips and fingers through my hair, under my knee, over my lip
It was cold coffee, a single piece of coffee that was really wine that was a pretzel that was a maple donut that we shared.
The dual tone sea with light blue behind the grey where it was clear
Behind pines, behind coastal oak and the smell of bay laurel
Behind the drizzle, all this water in the air
Things are tender green and wet. Breathing
The coffee filter steams
We are listening to Bob Dylan
My hands are pink and a little numb from washing dishes
Behind the cold water
the rushing creek
Is a blue fade
