homecoming we’re back here where we started, a pair of salty whelks born by the sea. the beach is vast and quiet. we talk about our escape, about how we dreamed of drifting and washing up like debris, someplace new. we wanted to hide from mismatched lights lining the water’s edge, where dark waves … Continue reading Homecoming, by Bethany Barker
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