By Ian Willey

At our high school graduation a local artist delivered the commencement and his last words to us were “remember, kids, you can take the dinosaur out of the wave, but you can’t take the wave out of the dinosaur,” and we all thought it was really cool he said that precisely because it didn’t make sense in any rational way but never in a million years would I have guessed that a day would come when I’d find myself on a beach watching dinosaurs tumble below the crests of the waves and yes there were people on boats pulling them out and lining them up on the sand in forced poses where they looked small and sad though no one could take the embers out of their eyes.

Ian Willey has a Ph.D. in sociolinguistics and teaches at a university in the inland sea area of Japan. His poems have appeared in numerous journals and he was nominated for Pushcart Prizes for poems in One Sentence Poems and Mobius. He is originally from Akron, Ohio.

Art by Lesley C. Weston (Digital)

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