Increasingly abandoned as coastlines alter and heated waves beat harder rhythms. Anyone’s, for a song of fighting the tide. As bridges wash under as stars blur out of all constellation my children and their friends draw you: you, patient light of return to safe harbours and friendly faces. I will always find you they write to each other sketching rocks in outline filling whole skies with colour. Though old cards and charts speak now of the gulf, and no known shore, on page after page in their notebooks light’s spectrum beams steady to every horizon.
Catherine Rockwood (she/they) lives in Massachusetts with her family. She reads and edits for Reckoning Magazine, and reviews books for Strange Horizons. Their poetry chapbook, Endeavors to Obtain Perpetual Motion, is available from the Ethel Zine Press. A micro-chapbook, And We Are Far From Shore: Poems for Our Flag Means Death, is forthcoming from Ethel in 2023.