shot glass
"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

K.C. Lichty

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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?"