the harbour mourns fencelessness

March 2018

how good to be swallowed up to be let in
or let out

blue expanse
spreads

the narrows
a maw
stretching ship-wide

the fence stands
to guard the ocean from the town (or is it vice versa)

lucia presses her face between cold bars and wills cargo ships

to come crashing in.

“Home is Where the Heart Feels”

BY NQ

“They’re all looking forward, making plans for their future. Some are in school, working, or both. Sometimes they’re the sole breadwinner in their family. They all have these underlying pressures that most of us have been sheltered from.”