Taylor Stoneman

as the ocean moves

covered in gooseneck barnacles I dive out to meet you,
the spout I saw in the distance

               it is I—the poet, the cloud, the dust devil, the wind,
               the sorrow, the ecstasy, the current in your belly

take me under your fin, oh please,
take me deep and far and split me in two,

               consciousness rising falling breaking,
               my body lost as my soul is found

and so she does, spinning me fast and taking me under,
barnacles falling off in droves, dancing me clean once more

Taylor Stoneman is an attorney by trade, but a poet by heart. She currently resides in San Francisco and is exploring the overlapping layers between her past and present. Her work has been featured in Rue Scribe. You can find her online at taylorstoneman.com.