skin sun hot, salt streaked
roof terrace shower ice shock
light slants; we make our own rainbows
skin
skin sweat
skin sweat
slick breath
water-blue eyes find me out
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Poem on coming home from the sea
summer afternoon
sea-fresh skin on scorched salt skin
summer evening, night
His skin was
His skin was stripy, like his father’s. She dug her nails in.
Home from the sea
The flat flagged roof overlooked only by the burnt far hill, no eyes.
The midday sun burning bright at a midsummer angle,
rainbows splitting through the shower spray.
The hissing of salt-smeared skin.
simonsalento 