sea bones - Lindsey Johnston
poetry ☆
poetry ☆
when uncertainty seeps into every crevasse of my marrow
i let my soul drift seaward
to the only place where my loneliness finds its match
a murky mist hangs over the vastness
and the wind tastes of salt and suffocation
inevitable waves gnaw at the shore’s bones,
washing over the brittle corpses of crustaceans
the driftwood I sit upon,
bleached, ghost-white and fossilized
remains proof that even what floats
will eventually sink into the depths of Salt.
Lindsey Johnston is a writer, designer, and editor from Rochester, New York. She holds a BA in Graphic Design and is pursuing her MA in English & Creative Writing. With experience in proofreading and book cover design, she hopes to pursue editing and publication design full-time. She currently works at a large-scale concert venue, where she has found a passion for bringing live music to excited crowds. In her free time, she loves going to the cinema, volunteering at an animal shelter, and cuddling her calico cat. Find her on Instagram @lindseygracej!
