Drafting – Flipped Inside out 001

I learn to be here, becoming,
as each riding curl of water,
silver slivers, runs
towards my toes
and retreats.

Nothing stays the same
in this liminal space.

Black Sea – Sea black.
Night is my skin …

To be continued

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