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Sense




Sense





You trace a ridge on my fingertip,

sloping hillcrest to trench,

your breath resting calm in the valley. 



Inside tide lines, you comb the beach,

seeking what the sea casts up—

larimar and peridot, seaheart seeds,

ammonites once feeding the giants.



For you fit with me, you fill me in,

settling your prints into mine. 





  





Catherine Zickgraf







Catherine Zickgraf’s main jobs are to hang out with her family and write poetry. Her work has appeared in the Journal of the American Medical Association, PankVictorian Violet Press and The Grief Diaries. Her recent chapbook, Soul Full of Eye, is published through Aldrich Press

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