beer pulled from the sea
    yeast slick on the skin of a girl post swim
    wave quacked    salt tart    sun drunk    
    in the hot gold hush of noon    
    sand ashed on the tongue tip of each flip flop
    cast off by the old wood bench     wet bread
    cold lunch     quick thirst     your kiss
    want more

17 September 2008   23:36 hours
on thwarted expectations: an interview { } thirteen ways of looking at a snowscape