312: Lost at Sea

Can glass float?

Hollowed out, paper-thin,

filled with air —

will the waves carry it

or will it drown?

Where will the shards go?

Who will find them?

How long until

the edges are worn,

creating dulled pebbles

so light

they barely move the water

in which they lie?

The napkin has long since dissolved,

the words

forgotten.

But the bottle lives

in a thousand pieces,

shifted by the currents.

It lives.

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Written by: Katrine Hjulstad

Instagram: @katrinehjulstad

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