Little shell of a poem,
I wanted to send you into the world
rich with meaning—mine.

Here you come back
empty-hulled.

Anyone with dregs to share, pile in.
Seaweed or champagne,

it’s all the same to me,
an extra oar would be welcome.

Image credit:Kamil Porembiński

Trish Saunders writes from Seattle and Honolulu. After working as a journalist and freelance writer and editor, she began composing poems and short fiction as her NY resolution for 2014. She has work published or forthcoming in Right Hand Pointing, Eunoia, Califragile, Off The Coast, Pacifica Poetry Review, and other places. Right Hand Pointing published her chapbook, Last Note, in 2019.