Katrina Kaye

I am elegant
in surf:
a better
swimmer than
most land
bound creatures,
resistant to
regain straight
legged pose.

You can tell
by the arch
of my back
I can keep afloat
after the moon
rips her tides.

I thought
letting body
simmer to
was the only
way to
feel grace
until my waves
met your shore.

I do not grip
to your coast
because I think
I will drown.

I hold on
because I
can’t bear
to let you go.

“Coastline” is previously published in Otherwise Engaged (2022).