

Metamorphism Our fingernailsMetamorphism by ~ejectionletter
and skin
became fossils
after so many
years spent
entwined,
submerged in sea
water
we precipitated
into mineral,
both of us
grown so old.
How would we
exist apart,
a mess of shell
shapes and rock
salt,
grooves where eels
had touched our skin,
come and gone
each tidal season.
Our skeletons eroded
into atoll-shaped
holes in the sea,
turquoise blue
bone lagoons.
And then
once again
we were reef
memories,
you a head of coral
and I,
a breathing
fan of lace.
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