before the beginning
V5
[spoken word, recitation of poem] ***************** my earliest memory just a bay bee trusted then to sit at the water's edge where the sand bar meets the high tide mark my right hand doused in a sun-warmed rivulet notice how its darker there in the water my other hand clenches 50 shades of sparkle too varied and bright upon which to focus and i wonder yet i wonder how could this be possible?
