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ocean child

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Published: Jan 27, 2013

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^{The ocean has whipped the bones within her into a frenzy; they clatter loudly, violently, as the wind shakes the silt from hair burnt the colour of autumn.
She breathes deeply. Shakily. She imagines, for a moment, that her bones sound like wind chimes, tinkling softly under the starlight; but the moment passes. Even wind chimes sound ugly when the wind gets too strong - and it has.
It strips him from her skin in too-thick layers. She watches him drift away within the embrace of his newest lover, cloud-tipped fingers holding him in all the places she never could.
When she thinks about it she feels nauseous. She wonders the things that everyone wonders, in moments like this one. She feels the things that everyone feels. She feels the ache under her ribs, the shiver in her lungs; she re-evaluates every word, every touch, every lingering brush of the fingertips; she tears herself in half trying to cling on to the memories she wants to forget. Her eyelids tingle, and for just a second she believes that no one has ever felt like she does.
The sky crushes her. The ocean tickles her cheeks and pulls her from her silt-stained reverie; she puts on her sandals and somehow, her lungs keep working on the long walk home.}