Was That Real?
Maryssa, Age 10, Lewiston, ME

Pitter, patter, pitter, patter, pitter, patter,
     people are astir.
It's murky and foggy, gray and wet.
Water splashes my right eye.
I blink surprisingly.
The aroma of rotten fish is sickening.
People scattering to collect water, food and other precious items
     before the swirling water arrives.
There's a lot of nervous chattering,
     ocean's rising quickly!
I taste the salty sea against my tongue.


Eyes flash open,
Deep sleep coming to an end.
     Pitch black,
        Nervous chattering,
           Heart beating,

                          Was that real?

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