I lost my face. Lost it to the oceans like a stone on the currents. so I replaced it with another but I could still feel it some nights tossing and turning beneath the waters. As it cracked, so too did any mask I kept. As it turned, so too did my heart turn.
I can feel it now growing closer again. My chest fills with dark and salt. My heart pumps sea foam. If I had the eyes, if you could still see them. You might see something similar...to fear in them.
