- Vol. 02
- Chapter 11
Image by Vestry House Museum
bucketswe wept buckets
barely breathing emptied of
a will and way we simply stood
by the shoreline heaving collective
cries. we held our hands together we
we worked this out without a father a mother. sir was
at sea she was consumed we were alone awash with salt.
our eyes burned as we submerged and our bodies filled with
sea we were buckets weighed down by the weight of a world without.