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NPR’s A Way with Words

on the radio

is a comfort to my soul


Steaming coffee

cold foam

pumpkin spice warms my bones


Treasure hunt to

a parking spot

reveals the ocean lapping up


Down the white

wooden ramp

slots sneak a peak at nature’s stamp


My toes stretch and touch 

white sand

breeze and sun blanket my skin


Salty foam chases

a playful bird 

his tiny squeak hardly heard


Waves catch my ankles

colder than air

a game they play with those who dare


Atlantic Beach 

is home to me

no matter where, it will always be


A way with words

a familiar sway

just another Saturday



© Candice Reineke 2022





◄ Air to Austin

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