conch fantasies

the ocean is calling
it always has been–
washing and whispering and waning
pulling teal and turquoise 
pushing crabs and clams
wafting salt and sand–
mere fantasies
trapped in a conch 
on the palm of my hand

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❄︎ chloe ❄︎

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