you sit on the sand.

a big cloud paints the sky gray & the rain,

it slips through your fingers, & you let it.

it kisses your mouth, & you swallow.

the seagulls know your name

before you can tell yourself

& the ghosts of dead jellyfish whisper

“goodbye”

in your ear; the sound of

two boys holding hands

two boys who

get naked & swim in the black water

fall for each other, &

until they lose themselves in the waves.

for the first time, you feel like

the world could end tonight.

love might not be a sin

but your socks are getting wet &

after all

that’s everything you can think of.