Meet Me There
LIGHT OVER THE SOUND
Windswept
Red Umbrella
Under the Moon
Buried Treasure
Eyes on the Sound
ART Moxanne 
These are amazing!
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Light over the Sound. Ah, so good of you to put that precious “the” in there, for without it the cosmos opens up to play without place. With it, I want to run and dance and feel the cool rocks on my feet in the morning, the warmth of afternoon pebbles in a well-behaved habitat of land and sea and familiar-that’s-the-way-life-is. Thank you for letting me come and visit your home, the world you love, love you share. I hear the clink of lemonade glasses and tangerines jostling to the concrete ledge near the gate; I see the waving arm of a favorite smile-giver and band aide provider that loves the smell of oceans and the taste of low-tide air as much as I.
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