subsistence halibut harvest survey

i don’t know
what is in these

i don’t know
what is in

i take hawthorn
for my heart.

for my heart.

holy basil
for my heart.

wood betony
for my heart.

there are plenty of
breaks, plenty
of opportunities
to catch the breath.
to put the breath back
where it belongs.
which is
which is

the heart is
coated in slime
and jumping spastically.

the heart is
and gasping,
like a fish.

if you put the fish back
where it belongs,
it looks less

i’m advocating for
a long break.
i’m advocating for
plants and water.

a few droplets of water cling conically to brand new Spring buds.

Published by Zak

an intertidal island in an ocean of impermanence.

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