Coming out into the light rain
which almost feels like a spray of sea mist,
Thick and rich
with the hidden shapes
of intertwined seaweed and fantastical creatures.
Sea mist which even now makes me think of those
sweet summer days of endless blue skies
over Atlantic waves,
with Mom and Dad and Alex,
spending time on the beach,
waiting
to go back to Grandma's
to eat sausages and coleslaw,
in the backyard with the cicadas.

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