Trafika Europe 9/10 - UK in Europe

Margarida Vale de Gato

Woman Overboard MAYDAY I cast off, because the war endures and empty is the vessel from which I departed, it yields at the bottom swayed by a wave, sucks at the cleft, a flaw - not merely a drifting cork-bucket; I specify: it’s clay and cracks, and I am sparse in dense fluidity. Too late it will be, I know, if rescue ever comes: my signal a small glimmer in the dark; and water bears no writing

I lie here: barely erasure, hardly a seam, the wave will slowly sew quiet cloak over my drowning.

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