I look up at the sky,
All of the glittering stars,
Pasted across the black.
Each one wrapping around each other
in attempt to be the brightest.
Low dark clouds gathered
around the mountaintops,
and threatened rain.
The water seemed to speak to me
with each wave that rolled upon the shore.
My mouth tasted like a salted slug on a warm day.
My feet pressed against the cool sand.
I looked around me, the night sky seemed to swallow the scene whole.
To my right was my mother,
dressed in a black bathing suit cover up
and waves tied into a bun