the ocean and her - JENNIFER YANG '28

ps: listen to “memories of the seas” by undercurrent. as background music if you would like

Low tides expose the ribs of the old pier. Seagulls wheel, feathers glazed with sunlight. 

– I held her close to my chest. 

The old sandbar sat idly, water striking it. We used to race there, running from the waves. Now I just sit, a briny smell hitting my nose. I wonder if she smells it too.

– I softly repeated her name, over and over. Nothing.

Far offshore, a mackerel swims beside a dolphin. I stand up, brushing sand away from my legs. The silence is loud.  I can’t stay here. 

– I’m sorry, I say as they take her away.