I am// The Ocean

I am// The Ocean

I cried so hard I could taste the sea.

The tears that have brewed hot behind my eyes wept out like the crushing waves of the beach that they told us is unswimmable.

Falling, streaming, so much salty water.

Wave upon unruly wave.

The waves that have been crushing me for years, released through me.

I am not standing on the shore.

I am not on the unswimmable beach.

I am the ocean.

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There was one other time I wrote about salty water and that was here. I’ve written about hot tears too many times to count.