Finding a pebble in my shoe
I kissed it and called it beautiful
for not lying about what it was.
Kiss me, and I’ll call you diamond
to let you forget the part of yourself
that once was coal—
forget or burn away.
I have been waiting for this
Underwater, I swallowed sand
for so long I began to rust.
Scoop me up, pluck the pearl from my tongue
so I can ask:
Will you shed gemstones with me?
The weight of this shell is too much now—
peel back the gilded crust and
slide emeralds from our eyes.
We wore them for the way they shone in the sun,
but we are not jewelry any more.
We are sea glass,
and I see you glitter more when
the light comes clean through.
(c)Marie KR 2014