I remember the sea turtles.
We were on the pier, a cut barracuda
left on the deck amongst the bait at our feet.
We stared out over the ocean like black
volcanic glass and watched the pinprick
yellow glow of the scientist's lamp
inch its way below the surface.
Counting sea turtles, I said.
You told me sea turtles were romantic;
and little notes and surprise sunflowers and
compliments when no one else is listening;
and Aaron Neville, yes, with his quivering vibrato;
just not me.
"It's about the execution," you said. "See
that scientist out there? He's helping those sea turtles
mate. What are you doing right now?"
K.C. Lichty received a B.A. in English from George Mason University and an M.A. in Writing from Nova Southeastern University. He is currently living in Tempe with his wife and daughter where he is an MFA student in creative writing at Arizona State University. His work has recently appeared in Vine Leaves Literary Journal, Green Briar Review, and Quadrivium.