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July 2013, vol 9, no 2

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Patricia N. Rogers

Summer Stroll

The crystal blue and white foamy mouth of the waves greeting the surf draws me to the water’s edge. Mesmerized by the power of something larger than myself, before venturing in, I stop only to remove my weathered sandals.

summer stroll
a pocket full of
broken shells