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Read more βA vulnerable, elemental self, like kelp, offers raw love and profound gratitude for gentle care
I am a blade
a frond of kelp drying out
on a rockpool
waiting for the next tide.
And you, with your watering can,
brave barnacles, uneven rocks.
I bring ginnels of seasalt
between bloated pockets.
This is how I love you.
I am slime and gratitude.
This is how I am
some of the time.
Donβt turn away as the sea returns.
I am of an undulated tangle
in a forest of possibility.