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Brady Jones
Valencia again(it bears much...
Gemma Paterson
We are just siltAt the bottom of a pool...
Jennifer Skogen
Wait for me here,away from the living...
Joan Rivard
I saw you slip mooringsand tilt seaward, sleek outline...
D.W. Baker
polluted waves carving the coast...
Mary E. Croy
the falling and risingof string breaths...
Prerna
Every passing moon is lonelier than the last, And you cry and rail against the ink of the sky...
Faith Allington
On this windswept shore,the beach of lost relics...
Louise Longson
I have become something sharp smoothed by sea...
Megan Frilling
Let’s trek down to the beach. Bury ourselves in the sandAnd listen to the ocean. Watch the waves crash on the shore...
Deron Eckert
It’s too late to read my book.The movie put you to sleep...
Marina Leigh
My mother calls mehome with the setting sun...