Conversation between Islands, by Gervanna Stephens

Conversation between Islands

I always wonder how boats crash go up in flames, create contrast, like the ocean needed help to melt the sun before its melting.

I imagine the ocean a beautiful tragedy coming so far and no more unless it opens wide, roars and rushes to swallow.

I imagine the ocean a mirror, revealing to the sky its beauty reflecting to swimmers their deepest desires, clear pools of designated lanes for sailors.

I imagine the ocean as predatory laying claim to souls to feed its depths, tears of the survivors keeping it blue?

I always wonder how boats don’t crash

when they walk so swanky atop the largest monster that does not hide, but glistens and ebbs a come hither.

This poem originally appeared in Spider Mirror in August 2018

Gervanna Stephens is a Jamaican poet and proud Slytherin with congenital amputation living in Canada. Her works have appeared/are forthcoming in Moonchild Magazine, Montreal Writes, Mojave Heart, Empty Mirror & She is Assistant Editor with The /tƐmz/, hates public speaking, has two sisters who are better writers than her & thinks unicorns laugh when we say they aren’t real. Tweets @ gravitystephens

Image by North Shore Rescue

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