plate tectonics


we stand on two promontories.
sea surrounds us.

once, a continent lived.
you speak, "i'll come soon."

the gray sky, a backdrop.

in moments, we drift.
you ... hazed by distance.
soon, the strait is so broad.

the earth began to stir, long ago.
pangaea was whole.

in a rift, between two worlds, we met.


i am singing, keening to the sky.



--jennifer crystal chien