They Will Sew the Blue Sail

M4O6O6N5 | Michael Joseph Walsh

image of tarot moon card

Yawning beside the watery tomb, I

watched her mind working.

She didn’t hesitate for a moment.

She pressed her head into the spring

to become the revenant spirit of a

human being.

I heard something like bells.

I want you to rest well, beside us with the


It was the first time I remember her

speaking to me like an adult.

When I had done, I looked for a bell,

so that I might cover it with the body,

and hide it well.