Please, Sleep Soundly Amongst the Waves

Written by Alysa Wu from United World College of South East Asia (UWCSEA), Singapore You wake up in the middle of the ice, 

in a bed of eggshell colored linen, of dreams

burdened with the distant sins of roaring water 

by the coast, out the window.

Drive, in a pale blue van, for what feels like miles

through a Californian road without any roadsigns

without any stops or gas stations

to the home that you once had,

where you once jumped in between the waves 

with your friends from school after the day ended

your navy uniform ties still knotted sloppily around your collar,

toes submerged in between the strands of waxy seaweed 

and the wet sands of the ocean bed, 

where the foam was cold and full of salt

and dead stars, and dead wishes,

to the place where nowadays, 

yesterday, just a month ago,

you tried to drown yourself in the endless water

after standing by the beach for too long, 

as the moon hung over you like the rope around your neck.