‘Where Salt Lines Form’
I have been working on this piece for some time. It has been slow to resolve but is close enough now to get a proof print.
The written words are difficult to decipher at the resolution of this print. They read –
Where salt lines form and wind and water graze the sand,
fragile lives evolve in eggs peppered black and brown.
Pipping shatters shells of foreclosed worlds, helpless shapes gain strength—
stray from sandy nests—senses sharpened for survival.
Yet in shadows linger whispering ghosts—
cautioning of perils for those inhabiting lonely lands leading to the edge.