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  • Writer's pictureSarah Donkin


Ocean water swirls around my ankles

and tugs on my feet. I curl my toes

into the sand and watch the

clouds drifting across the horizon,

changing the skyline where no ships sail.

The beach slopes down towards a drop

off, somewhere beneath the waves

where shells and sand tumble over the edge and

fall away. Sometimes I wish I could

take a few steps further into the sea,

out where the water swirls around my neck

and lift my feet up from the sand.

I would watch the clouds changing the

skyline and drift across the horizon.

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