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Core

Audrey Burns

It’s the last day of May and we watch
faces blending into the sunset. It’s late
and we expected to be alone.

No matter, we bury our beer deep in the sand.
The waves lap over it, obscuring it from view.
We dig deep and furiously when we want another,
scared for a moment that we have lost the spot, or it
has been buried too deep by the waves.

We joke it could be a Genesee beer commercial ‘From the shores of Ontario Lake...’
but the way the constant lapping waves make things disappear
is unsettling to me.
The lake’s core calls to me,
I want to stand in the very center. At the point where America and Canada blur,
the edge of my world.

‘Sturgeon live there’ is my boyfriend’s contribution,
They’ve been there longer than dinosaurs
I’m not sure if it’s true,
but I long to feel the weight of my wet dress pulling me down
in the center of the lake with wise fish circling, waiting for me to join them.
Dusk has left and mothers have called their children in, away
from the siren lapping of the shores.

All that’s left are the degenerates smoking hash around the bonfires,
laughing as the tide inches closer and closer,
and us.
I clumsily dig for another beer, sand shoving deep in my fingernails,
resisting the urge to gaze again to the center of the lake.

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