The Wordsmiths Book 2021

Blue

I'm standing there thinking about

what you're doing and what I'm doing and how you don't seem to care and I'm trying to remember what it was before and that's when the waves come they crash through they're cold and salty and their blue is so, so deep my room is filling up and I'm paddling to the surface and when I see the fragments I know why the water is here The blue its the blue of last year's clothes together with joint anticipation its the teal of those tinted windows that we woke up just the 2 of us at midnight to gaze at late-night passersby It's the baby blue eyes you almost had and I almost had but neither of us ever got it's the navy of that hat you loved when I was 8 and you were 7 and its the pure, sparkling blue of its the aqua of that bottle that we filled every night

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