Once (Always)
Lost boy,
Shipwreck in my life.
When your little hand found mine,
Suddenly
We were home,
You and I,
Meant to be
Tied with a seemingly tenuous knot,
Not of blood or biology,
But meant to be.
The current
Dragged you under and away
And—eyes closed—
My fingers released you.
Leaving me to drown in the loss of you,
Never to utter goodbye to you.
A rusted reef of ice cream whispers
In the depths of the Rockaways,
Cradled in the cool waves
Around my beating heart,
Still drowning.
Objects
Body Of Water
About the Artist
Kate Overgaard is an English teacher who holds an M.A. in Creative Writing from Fairleigh Dickinson University. She lives in New Jersey.