Morro Bay Harbor

By Andrea Spofford


Surf gnar wave bellied
kelping foam
your chest split inside neoprene
my closet full of wetsuits rubber and salt
neon lights wasted on your belt buckle
in spray sun rising
water cool sixty-five thermocline
garibaldi orange fish sucking seafloor
coasting line between break
you crash to shore
cold sanded dripped
bruised beneath wetsuit
gray lit nose into heavies you dive
wiped out over mine
oversea oversea and salted your skin.

Andrea Spofford is a PhD candidate at the USM Center for Writers and a graduate of CalArts. Her essays and poems can most recently be found in Blood Orange Review, Breakwater Review, and Rabbit Catastrophe.

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