Cemented by Wet SandA Poem by Onoma
an orangey-red plastic toy
tugboat, the size of an eight yr. old's palm--is pulled out to sea. painting by number via ripple, glowing like a stubborn ember. it briefly idled in your standardly sized sand bucket--bearing the likeness of a ripe watermelon's skin, streaks & all. cemented by wet sand, to its rim-- sand crabs performing ancient writhing. sort of like greyish Ronzoni shells copping a dance.
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Added on June 17, 2024 Last Updated on June 17, 2024 Author
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