Gulf of Mexico, photo by author
Brine on my lips
Sun magnified through the waves
While seagulls cry overhead
The salty air is breathed in
As I watch tiny fish swim by
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Barb Dukeman
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Violence Begets
"Any last words, cowboy?" "None you'd understand, sodbuster." "Funny. That's Marshall Sodbuster to you. But I meant some last nugget that would help us in the adjudication of the myriad offenses counted against you and your gang. I wasn't asking for penitence."
By Adam Diehl6 days ago in Fiction
Comments (1)
Simple but evocative. I want to be there.