October 17, 2013
Two small grey plastic clogs
abandoned helter-skelter
on the wet grey sand
kicked off by the little boy
who couldn’t wait
to run into the water.
A bolder wave arrives
taking one in tow as it retreats.
In that decisive pause
when gathering swell and outbound wave
must come to terms,
I retrieve the clog
to set it by its mate
far from the refluent tide.
The clogs – kicked off
– or torn off by a wave ?
And the child?
Was he too swept out to sea?
Erika Bizzarri 
Is there a sequel??
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No, no sequel. It’s up to the imagination of the reader.
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That’s arresting. And beautifully (if I may choose this adjective) succinct.
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