Distant Shore
by Leilani Fortin Bowie
Was Sappho aware of her
predetermination?
Did an inkling of triumph
suspend her daily activities
as her genetic plan rolled into gear-
Perhaps it was the atmosphere
of the Lesbian shores;
so tantalizing,
salty seas beckoning
naked flesh,
oppressive heat
that must be shared.
And while the men
were lost among the
insurmountable waves,
you tasted the foreign salt
of another woman's labor
and reveled in the wind
that swept the sands
over her toes.