By the Puget Sound / By the Salish Sea

| 12 March, 2020 | Poetry | No Comments
Photo: Omar Willey. CC-BY 4.0
 It might take fifty years for the waves
 to turn clear glass cloudy white,   
 
 unmistakable as platinum blond hair  
 in photos from 1936 when Grandma Dagmar
 
 looked like Jean Harlow as she discarded
 broken milk bottles that I might find
 
 and piece together into a ghost or new moon.

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Mandy Laughtland

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