I was washed in salt six years after my baptism.
If you call it anything - call it piousness.
There's a devotion that comes from memorising the gull calls
& the ocean tides.
There's something in the way the sand never seems to leave you be.
An everpresence, an indisputable thereness.
I hear your call, and I return to you.
- a.a.j
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Truths I Tell (Poetry)
PoetryA collection of poems which express the love, sorrow, joy, anguish and other such emotions which life has allowed me to feel.
