Poetry: Currents by Beth Mulcahy


It’s the vastness of it that calms me
from the shore
my toes exfoliating in sand
watching the waves come in
absorbing their lap of the shore
the sea goes on forever with no end
the way I wish this life would

When the waves get larger and louder
I imagine myself 
riding a current
the vastness of it 
provoking anxiety 
needing land
needing out
can’t breathe
nauseating endlessness of it
rocking panic 

Back on land
breathing with the swells
my toes exfoliating in sand
glancing for shards of shells
it’s the vastness I’m in awe of
relishing in the ceaseless of it
the ebb and flow 

Bio: Beth Mulcahy (she/her) is a Pushcart Prize-nominated poet and writer whose work has appeared in various journals, including Full House Literary and Roi Faineant Press. Her writing bridges the gaps between generations and self, hurt and healing. Beth lives in Ohio with her husband and two children and works for a company that provides technology to people without natural speech. Her latest publications can be found here: https://linktr.ee/mulcahea.

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