Sandcastles
she told him (although now he's sure to tell you that she lied) that when the sun dives each night off the edge of the pier the waves steal a part of it forever. she asked him (with a funny almost-smile that he could only almost-see as they wrestled, laughing, on a quiet, secret beach) di
04.1.2008| Fiction and Poetry, Volume 4, Issue 1 | Kevin Jonke
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