Beach Day

Sitting in the sand wearing your sweater,
fidgeting with twigs and young rocks,
drawing circles inside circles.
The sun bakes my bare dry legs
but the breeze is nice.
You’re talking this whole time
about other beaches, other waters
and I’ve let go of the twigs to rest back on my hands.

Toddlers run up to the tide
with their parents behind,
girls play volleyball,
older couples make laps on the pavement behind us.

We are ignored as they
are ignored
as the city is hidden by trees.
It’s as if everyone was in love once.

– Seattle, WA


Taken in Seattle, WA