Poetic snapshots, mostly travel-related.
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Monday, October 3, 2011
Wavy
I run waves over what is here,
keep the deep below breath and blind
the surface with splashy breaks. I blink
and somersault in the shallows, unseen
in the second I stroke the sand.
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