Poseidon Threw Up On Me
My niece walked out of the water
Dribbling sand splattered on her
flat tan belly.
Poseidon threw up on me
she announces, grabbing a bucket and
running back into the waves.
I laugh with my sister at the
lovely light-eyed child's
faith in the trident king, in his
desire to spit his sand bile upon
her lovely tan form.
Maybe it's a mark of claim, as she
swims with star-grace through the
waves that delight her into a smile
across her lovely tan face.
5/30/10
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