Twilight Beach Walk

by Samuel Silverstein

Artwork by Emily Yue


perhaps, collectively, all the musical notes

world-wide sound like a wave

a sshh, an earthen

whisper that harshens

and relieves and harshens


from shore, the always wind

will blow against your eyes and

the clouds always will

pedal backwards above you


things can be seen as stacked:

dimming blue on gurgling grey on sand,

a contrast of textures


a child’s silhouette is almost

too abstract against the foaming and stars


the thin wet world crumbles behind my heels

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