NAUTICAL

The water

⁃ slaps, tugs, swells, and lifts.
⁃ Fully aware of us.
⁃ But more aware of the yellow moon.
⁃ Cold. Rough.
⁃ Blunt Daggers that grow soft in due time
⁃ Every time
⁃ we arrive at night time

⁃ The engine hums
⁃ When you pull near the cliffs
⁃ You turn off the borrowed car
⁃ vacant ears for the first time in hours
⁃ Silence-lust
⁃ Yellow moon taste
⁃ Saliva fills my mouth

⁃ High tide.

⁃ Your breath met the
⁃ Waves crashing against rock
⁃ Louder than your goodbye
⁃ I cannot hear you.

⁃ Salt is inside of me. It bubbles up in my mouth before the tears form
⁃ Sea foam
⁃ the crisp air is salt
⁃ burning my cheeks
⁃ Blunt daggers
⁃ My tears are hot
⁃ my words would have flavor
⁃ If I could speak

⁃ Time is borrowed
⁃ I am on the moon
⁃ Feasting.

The water

⁃ slaps, tugs, swells, and lifts.
⁃ Fully aware of us.
⁃ But more aware of the yellow moon.
⁃ Cold. Rough.
⁃ Blunt Daggers that grow soft in due time
⁃ Every time
⁃ we arrive at night time

⁃ The engine hums
⁃ When you pull near the cliffs
⁃ You turn off the borrowed car
⁃ vacant ears for the first time in hours
⁃ Silence-lust
⁃ Yellow moon taste
⁃ Saliva fills my mouth

⁃ High tide.

⁃ Your breath met the
⁃ Waves crashing against rock
⁃ Louder than your goodbye
⁃ I cannot hear you.

⁃ Salt is inside of me. It bubbles up in my mouth before the tears form
⁃ Sea foam
⁃ the crisp air is salt
⁃ burning my cheeks
⁃ Blunt daggers
⁃ My tears are hot
⁃ my words would have flavor
⁃ If I could speak

⁃ Time is borrowed
⁃ I am on the moon
⁃ Feasting.

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(Feature Image – Instagram: @shncko)

Chantal Eyong
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Chantal Eyong is a media producer and writer. Her interests are in exploring and writing about African diasporic narratives in media. She currently resides in Southern California where she is pursuing an MFA in screenwriting at University of California, Riverside.

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