Wet hair melts down her spine
Sand scrambles on her milky flesh
Her foot prints lye deep like shapes in cookie dough
Rocks frame the view like strawberries on a cake
Her makeup has peeled,
Her heart is boiling.
Waves beat along the shore
And she sings
“I’m home my love.”
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Book / Young Adult
Short Story / Humor
Short Story / Other
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