He kept a piece of algae behind his ear
to remind him of his roots. A million
years ago every place was a little place
by the sea, he would say & my mind
would go blank & I would swim through
the day without a care in the world & it
all seemed so familiar that I knew I
would go back someday to my own little
place by the sea.
From StoryPeople.
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