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CEDARVILLE
REVIEW
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Ocean Home
By Rachel Croskrey
Tall lightning rods–sea-soaked–wave arms
beneath the ocean’s sky: tall grass
that’s home to its round house-keeper
calm, supervising waves that comb.
Above, small, salty crickets rub
their arms. Hot shivers waft upward
into another home that’s filled
with sticky, atom-ed grains. One there -
the place too thirsty for his kids.
“Send south” said Seth, “Send south, the fog
will wet their lips and give them home
among old dusted towns of spice.”
He gave all–turned to them, looked back,
and turned a tall, hard pillar–salt.