sorry that i am not going, but i don’t want to ruin your day just because i’m feeling gray today.
a breath of salty airzipping through my lungs,delightedly. crash of waveson sandy shore,marred by footprints. cigarette butts and glass,stuck between particles of sand,adorn the ravaged beach. kelp and seaweedroll away together,surfing the waves. small quaint housesadorn the shore,where the sand meets concrete. straws and plastic bagsfloat through the breeze,sea turtles gasp for air. today theContinue reading “life on the shore”