7. Jane LeCroy + Bernadette McComish

As the river’s still moving beside us 
let it in our eyes, even as they’re closed 
and when we blink let the water fall from 
rocks, grass, dirt, debris, detritus, seeds, fluff 
then pool at my feet, kneel and fill your mouth 
still we river, same body never same 
song, instead we listen for new streams 
come into me, fill, be emptied, and flow 
toward an open ocean wide and waiting 
same salinity as blood and tears we 
float, weightless on waves without wreckage 
every piece we lose, we become new 
And find pearls to wear for men and women 
To touch the swells in our minds, how they last