All but overwhelmed by
your sudden appearance, I

Forgive me, it was
only the moon, but now

Your shadow has the quality
of substitution I seek

A nameless presence
requested down below

My state room lies
in wait, my fine-tuned hour

The ocean roils,
and later by the bow

Jack of hearts, jack of hearts,
where are you leading me now?

—Melanie Rehak, from “Lines to Seduce a Stranger an Hour Before the Ship Sails”
Photography Credit Michael Wolf

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