We Are the Sea

I saw the strangest thing— a wave crashing in the middle of Cheapside. It foamed in glassy shards They walked the pavements trapped inside gemstone bodies. I heard the pull of the sea in their reflections.

They cracked as the day grew older and scrambled to give street’s corners their name They melted in the sea as new shards rose for their breath.

I caught one framed in my mirror, its brown eyes—I tell you— shards In them the sea— Opened