Out by the lighthouses

This feels more like an early retirement

Than an extended vacation

I shy away from people

So that my hours may drag their feet

Although my aunt has proposed

Teaching me to stuff grape leaves like joints

I make chocolate almond clusters

And mini quiches on my own

Wait for the timer to go off

Before I drift back to sleep

Wake up, stretch, do pushups

Walk along the ocean, walk further in

Squish my toes, think darkly

Of some fate just beyond my reach

Out by the lighthouses

Then regardless of the time

Rinse off and fall back to sleep


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