Beautiful girls washed up on the beaches, with eyes of
seaglass, bones of coral, hair of anemones. Broken on the shore. (After all,
sand is just broken bits of things, beautiful oceangirls included.) Fingers
slowly being worn away, eroded by the ceaseless waves. Eyes plucked out to add
to a tourist’s collection, hair pulled off by shrieking children, brought
gleefully to their mothers.
Beautiful ocean girls with cloudy, misshapen eyes of
green or blue or amber. Seaweed tangled in anemone hair, pale pale legs burning
in the morning sunlight.
Beautiful filles de la mer, gasping and blinking in
the strong ocean breeze. Dying a death of many causes: dehydration,
suffocation, shock. Beautiful girls torn apart by vacationers, pounded into
sand. Beautiful coral girls, bone white coral girls, slowly drying coral girls.
Girls from the deep brought to the surface and destroyed.
Beauty is fragile and sometimes bizarre.
xo,
Devo
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