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Tuesday

By the sea

Like beached whales we stretch
wiggling sand-warmed toes
the breeze slaps hair onto briny lips
a waft of drying silver fish

sometimes the fingers reach
a seashell here, and there
a shard of spilled laughter


© Alaka Yeravadekar
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1 comment:

  1. Anonymous9:35 AM

    Nice usage of the word "shard" to describe laughter right after you mention seashells.

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