Sand crunched under my youthful bravado.
Snug was the cream seashore sculpted by time.
Aspiring castle aficionado.
Without the patience to buttress and prime.
Instead, I buried my friends in fiction.
And turned to a digital distraction.
Tension between intro-extro friction
A brightly colored chore of attraction.
Pacified by waves eternal lapping
Searching seashell spiral Fibonacci.
Keychain plastic eggs in nature’s trapping.
Abandoned cluster of Tamagotchi.
Realizing too late, the beach I scoured.
My virtual pets couldn’t chirp or bark.
I eased my mind that they’d be empowered.
Scooped and saved by another childhood spark.
A testament to what can’t be shattered
Souvenir of what memories mattered.
About the Creator
Sky
Hello! I'm Sky. I'm 31, married, polyamorous, and in grad school to be a counselor. My undergrad degree is in Painting and I minored in Poetry. I am a bodyworker, a relationship coach, relational leader, and Lioness of Infinite Heart.
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