Today's poem is by Mary Zeppa

Tide Pool

Flat fish the color
of crumbling sand, green crabs the size
of my thumb. How desperate
they are under our cool eyes. We peer
from a great height, from some
starving planet where hunger
has come to mean love.

Copyright © 2015 Mary Zeppa All rights reserved
from My Body Tells Its Own Story
Cherry Grove Collections
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission

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