The sea salt is drying into
her hair and she says
that she sees a lion somewhere
on the beach, but no one believes
her and they say that
lions don’t come this far
usually. She starts to cry
and say that she knows what
she saw. Her father tells her
to get her things in a hurry, that
the train they need to take will be
leaving faster than they realised.
She runs and runs and pretends that
the time is a feline, but it is,
it really is.