I wanted to say that my horoscope called this full moon an angry moon. I wanted to say that I did feel it pulling me with it out into the dark, cold waters. I wanted to say that the water is always there, that I was born on a island, then I lived on a lake. And I wanted to say how later I moved to the sea. I wanted to say something about my horoscope and the angry moon and the tide. I wanted to say that once I sat next to a woman who knew nothing of the tide. Knew nothing of the high, the low. Knew nothing of the water pushing out and dragging in. I wanted to say how she hadn’t felt it move her. I wanted to say how you are your own undertow. I wanted to say that you are your own water, your own angry moon.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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