Relic of the Selkies earrings Collected as a single mature

Collected as a single mature leaf

Bronze rings

but of bond

it held the rough memory of crashing waves and the soft erosion of time

That life is a tremor in my bones now

Relic of the Selkies earrings Collected as a single matureShe found it half buried in salt wet sand, just where the sea had drawn back in a breathless hush. It wasnt polished or pristine no, it held the rough memory of crashing waves and the soft erosion of time. A tiny fragment of the seas endless murmuring. Later, in the hush of her workshop, she encased it in copper like a secret kept close. The shell had once been part of something living maybe still was. Maybe the sea hadnt finished whispering through