Marie Harris

Memory Awake

Waking in this gray-yellow portholed light, it takes a moment to conclude that the
sounds that roused me were not the echoes of my stomach’s churning but the
morning ruminations of a harbor seal on yellow rockweed, and I am rocking in the
belly of a boat set moving by a lobster boat that chews its way from pot to pot—
diesel fumes and herring gulls in its wake—the skipper unconcerned that I am
disconcerted, not just because I’ve been rocked awake but because I had been
dreaming again: the shipwreck of the marriage and the sons adrift.

Marie Harris
“Memory Awake” first appeared in Rivendell, Issue 2. Vol 1.