the sunset burns orange, deep pink, soft lilac,
and your skin is rough against my fingers
where I cradle what remains of you, sand eater,
and breathe in this rich salt air–
the thought comes to me quiet, impulsive but certain:
i promise, i’ll take good care of your bones.
Maria Cargille wrote this story.
That is beautiful
Whoa 😮
…the Bone Tender.
– Deliriously spooky. Yet loving and kind.
Well done, Maria!
Beautiful, colorful, poignant, very sweet flow from beginning to end, felt like I was there… and I learned something, too. Thank you, Maria.