I imagined diving under all that churning water to look for coins from faraway countries. My feet would be glued to the ground carrying the weight of one of those old-timey, metal spaceman-looking ... [+]
of avenues
For I have come
to a conclusion—some
bastion
of sand
from which I witness
the other
strugglers
While they swim
forlornly for
their own
conclusions
I am drying my
skin
in the sun