no. 19 november – crumbly beaches

no. 19 november – crumbly beaches

These biscuits dry
Dehydrated of moisture.
Crumbs fallen
Like sand between our toes.
The heat and sun
Warms up my whole being.
Oh, how I dream of sunset beaches.

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