Home (Day 22)
Someday,
my son will leave me.
He will go
out into the world.
But, for now,
he sits at my hearth
and calls it home.
Beach (Day 23)
I suck sea salt
between my teeth
and watch the sun
light
on your pale calves
on your white-boned shoulders.
J. S. Kuiken 
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