at the edge by Jude Marr


a tide in retreat

each wavelet   foam

over flat  saturated sand

on which  my sole imprints

a moonscape


an oyster shell

washed up   unhinged

the fragile part of an abandoned home


an outcrop at ocean’s edge

algae streamers

drift     trapped by a tide pool

a gull wails


I sit      stark against fading sky

my lunatic mind          salt-crusted

my heart line   creased

still      I am pearlescent


Jude Marr is currently a teaching fellow at Georgia College in Milledgeville, where she is working her way toward a poetry MFA. Her work has appeared, or is forthcoming, in The Cortland Review, r.kv.ry., The Binnacle, and Words Dance, among others. She is an assistant editor at Ghost Ocean

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