Coconut Water

Coconut water slides down my throat,

Stitching closed old holes and broken

Threads inside me, pulling me

Whole. It works hard to bring

Me back to myself,

Singeing away

Stains and re-

Freshing

Me.

It heals,

Even as

It drips down the

Corners of my mouth

And is wasted on the

Hot sand. The elixir works

To restore me in ways only

Nostalgia can. Joy slowly erupts.