Such a beauty reaching out of sand with a shine that shocked my eye, to drop from a wrist was a dangerous flight. Half buried in sand was its resting place − the softest of landings, a whisper fall, the grains all gathered and made a bed. Who wore this bracelet and lost its power, who held her hand and let it swing, who swam away and gifted the beach? It rolled anxiously round my wrist; each jewelled stone had sought my hand, its spirited bodies singed with guilt. Temptation landed as I searched the sea whilst haunting voices gathered inside, the bracelet scratched and cut its mark. To wear any longer would ignite my fear − these charms spoke and knotted my mind, to wear any longer, would leave me buried in grit. About the author:
Julie Stevens writes poems that cover many themes, but often engages with the problems of disability. She has two published pamphlets: Quicksand (Dreich 2020) and Balancing Act (Hedgehog Poetry Press, 2021). Her next pamphlet Step into the Dark will be published by The Hedgehog Poetry Press. www.jumpingjulespoetry.com
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