I rememberthe headlinesin racks ofnewspapers:”Tourists caughtin undertow”and looking at the dunecovered highway,with the marshmallowpastel housesstaring downthe oceanas if the frowns ofnicotine stainedblindsand tatteredcurtainscould hold back the tide.I rememberthe screeches ofthe gullspicking throughthe leftoversof touristpicnicsand hastylunch breakswith bright suncasting nowarmthand windstealing my voice.I remember the quiet momentswhenwalking alongthe beachthe bones ofsidewalksliketoothy smilesbrokenand menacingwere uncoveredby the ever … Continue reading Ocean Beach 1976
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