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When we have gone, the sea rolls back out leaving nothing.

SAND CASTLES BY FORREST MILLER 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 19

34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 19

PARASITE
NATHAN FEUERBERG

SIGNS
HORACIO MANCILLA

COLD MOUNTAIN
JAY RUBIN

VIRTUAL ARMY REALITY
ELAINE LITTLE

GOLD ON THE CEILING
GRACE CHIPPERFIELD

WITH HER EAR PRESSED TO THE EARTH
ROBERT EARLE

SAND CASTLES
FORREST MILLER

BECAUSE PEOPLE NEVER VISIT
MADELEINE HARRINGTON

THE HERMANOS BROTHERS
STEVEN MCBREARTY

OLD SONGS
RON STAMPS

MYRTLE AVENUE
ROBERT BOUCHERON

Being this age in this age

is making sand castles

in front of an approaching tide.

We see the driftwood. We dig for sand dollars

and pretty shells. We write our names.

We inspect with curiosity

the hollowed-out crab shells

and seagull carcasses.

Gleefully, we try to outrun the waves;

we still get wet. Then the sea comes

and washes it all away, grinding down

the bones, the shells, the names.

When we have gone, the sea rolls back out

leaving nothing but empty horizon, clean sand,

and the echo of waves.

 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE BY MARTIN CHIPPERFIELD 34THPARALLEL@GMAIL.COM