poetry, six sentence story

Shifting Sands

Shifting Sands

dusty breezes pull
my eyes into closed peeking
trying to figure
how to shield and see
when shifting sands
pull me into the sea

This is my installation for this week’s Six Sentence Story– Click on <<< — that link to check out the links.

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