Red Tide

We were watching
a tide of red shadow
creep over the moon’s face
darkening the land

when a breaking wave spilled
blue fire on the sand,
the dark gleaming sand
then another and another—

lines of sapphire glitter
lifting from shadowed water
tiny creatures, like stars
the moon would have drowned out

earthbound auroras
flashing at our feet
don’t touch, it’s toxic
you said, but my hands

were already cupped full of red tide
fingers dripping with blue light.

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