From here, the rocks look like teeth.
There are times I still feel her close.
The weight of her hands–
How gentle she could be–
Like the crest of a wave before it
So soft in the interim.
The sea is howling
& I am hungry too.
But I am a girl
which is to say
I am sorry.
There was nothing more I could do.
Claire Wozniak is a student studying creative writing at Chatham University. She draws inspiration from the natural world, the body, and is interested in studying the ways in which humans communicate with one another.