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Submitted to Contest #324
Trigger warning: contains themes of grief, and subjects of drowning and a slight suggestion of suicide. The morning tide was as dark and still as the night I saw him.I had closed my eyes, to breathe in the ocean laced air. When I opened my eyes, I just happened to look down at the shore. There he was.Growing up on The Rock, we're all told the same story about how we’re born. Which is that we were washed onto the shore. With the low tide, covered in sea foam, little barnacles over our belly buttons, and seaweed around our legs. I didn’t thi...
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