Tag: beach

The Bright Crest

You are the surf that rises to the bright crest of the day, the shell road at low tide and the moon above the bay.

Sand Handle

We pulled on the handle And went down to live with the crabs, Burrowing in four-feet deep To crusty water, the smell Of ocean death and pincher, Taste of ancestors crowding darkness, The message of being sunk Foundering us in the brine. I have…