somewhere far across the ocean opalescent adorned in pearl stagnant lost removed from motion a hidden gem for all the world – ancient bricks and crystal pathways sunk beneath brine and ocean swirl drowned in foam and coral bouquets a hidden gem for all the world
Snapshots of a Small Town
shore leave on sunday local priest smirks condescendingly dark knowledge spilling out over the rim of that pristine white collar. – watch that boy ducking into the cracks in the wall wife alone and desperate for a taste of something new stirring the pot with a thick wooden spoon until hubby gets home. dinner’s ready….