A Wave

Monday, 23 March, 2015

Words by Camilla Eustance, Photography by Tori Lill

A shell lies waiting
beaming in a ray of light
(my hand)
We lie in a hot room
smiling around the curl
of the shell
Bright blue, a day away
and a dream
In the thick of the last night
I sang to the shell
the melody ran in a wink
Trailed off into the heaving sea
there’s no more
and I’m on a plane
And suddenly what I had is gone
(a wave)