Holding Ground

~Deana J. Tavares 

Sometimes their tides

Wash over you 


Salt particles 

Like barnacles 

Cling on to flesh 

Disintegrating bone 

Searching for your core

Those ventricles 

You call home 

But they won’t 

Be ready 

For the tsunami 

That is found

Washing away 

All salinated spots


Of all the battles 

You’ve already 


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