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Earth

The ground was warm

You pressed your palms upon the earth

hands retracted and with them dirt

Touching your face, a new experience

I looked on in silence, clouded by what I was seeing–

your hands made circles in the soil

Mud formed from the tears you wept

bearing witness, I would not forget

The dam in your heart gave way

flooding your eyes,

and the land surrounding

awash with water,

you kneeled there trembling

I moved towards you, but was held

a force on my chest, I could not quell

The brine of the ocean,

much like your skin

a slow surrender,

your soundless descension


About the author

Alex Victoria

Alex Victoria is San Diego's skateboarding poet. When he's not riding the board professionally, he pens his life observations in verse. He holds an economic's degree from the University of Maryland and has been dabbling in poetry for several years. Contact the author.
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