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There's silver and air beneath my feet

Seagulls cry out as sailfish swim


Coarse white hair covers the man’s jaw

He pulls bait from his hat’s rim


The small girl holds a smaller pole

Her voice as happy as a bird


Her fiery-orange hat

Shades her rainbow tie-dye shirt


Shells spread on white sand and twigs

Hungover from the night before 


The ugly ship dredges again 

Just offshore


Cigarette scent creeps in

A jolt of unwelcome reality 


The sun warms my back

But the wind pushes and speaks


A man with a cane 

Shuffles to get away


His chest now pink as a

Conch at the end of the day 


A woman on a crimson camp chair

Turns to shoot the smoker a glare


The utter audacity of

Lighting up in sanctified air!


The offender puts it out

And gathers his belongings 


He pulls his wagon away

Weighed down by unnecessary things 


We breathe deeply again

Waves crash on repeat 


The sky so blue again 

It melts into the sea



© Candice Reineke 2022








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