ocean salt burns my eyes,
unsaturated colors appear above me.
my head is completely submerged in the deep blue,
but the salt turns the color to a purple.
sunlight beams through the surface,
reflecting off of the water that surrounds me.
i lift my head to face the sun,
but the salt remains in my tear ducts.
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BODIES IN OASIS
Poetryyou've left me; constellations left unstrung within my veins. highest ranking; #2 in poetry november 2018
