This seems kind of apt, lately, what with my unrelenting visits to the seaside. I like it, there. I like its space and its predictability; that tide will always kiss that same patch of sand, again and again.
I stumbled across this piece of performance poetry a long, long time ago. But I still love it so. It is as much about this lady's performance as it is her words. And I know it isn't really about the sea, but that line? Oh, it floors me. Every single time. There is so much hope, there.
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