by Sam Liming
Done floating, I come in on a wave
and skin my knee.
It’s South Carolina. All the beach
moms are wearing a red lip
and a flounce at the hip. I’m at that age
where I look at seventeen-year-olds Continue reading
Tag Archives: Beach
Beachcombing
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Autumn Shadows
by Paula Goldman
Deepening shadows, evening darkness
early, lingering in the morning. Clear
lake views, dropping leaves. I ache for summer’s
levity, the beach, the ocean of my youth,
early, lingering in the morning. Clear
lake views, dropping leaves. I ache for summer’s
levity, the beach, the ocean of my youth,
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