"He isn’t the sea, but in his house she has shade.
She learns to breathe air. She learns to eat dust."
Dana folds the linens, sweeps the floorboards, but she cannot ignore the call of the deep sea. She’s a lost mariner, a beached whale, a captured creature of the depths stranded on the shores of domesticity. This poetry collection explores hope, suffocation, and yearning by blending Dana’s waking and dream worlds into one vibrant, violent ecosystem. A place that feels like home but can never be returned to.