The author at Long Beach located in Long Island New York, summer of 2021.
like the rolling tide
my hands reach for the shoreline
scarred by stones and shells
About the Creator
Beyond the Blue Horizon: A Journey Through Family Addiction and Recovery
My feet sink into the wet sand as the tide comes in, covering everything with warm ocean crystals that fade away. I’m running, I think, and the spray sticks to my ankles, hiding my legs from view.
By Rosalina Janeabout 4 hours ago in Poets
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Such a lovely piece! You paint a vivid picture so well in so few words! MORE PLEASE!!!