person Julie Tonkinson, one poem

Julie Tonkinson resides in Seattle where she was born and raised. She is an artist, graphic designer, and poet. In her spare time she enjoys learning permaculture and growing vegetables.

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Dragging anchor

After twenty hours of traveling home,
I was a caught koi, floppy, fleshy,
and unblinking wide eyes.
Still freshly wrung out by a man

whose fingers were unable
to be woven with mine.
When things like this sputter out,
I leave, dragging anchor.

Japan didn’t instruct me in anything
I didn’t already know heavily:

Water gets colder the longer
you don’t move, bobbing around.
This thick skin I should have
is a paltry paper screen,
and holding hands is a shrine.

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