I weave between the pools of resting visitors and ingest their uncomplicated satisfaction, their freedom just to be. Mama can I sit with you a while on your tartan blanket? Could I eat with you?
New Year’s day in the south of Africa. The locals flock to the seaside, splay themselves over the lawns and the sidewalks in the shade of the trees. Babies sleep in the crook of their mother’s arm, children shriek with excitement as waves break over them. The men sip lazily on a cool beer while their wives pile plates high with drumsticks, fries and coleslaw.
I weave between the pools of resting visitors and ingest their uncomplicated satisfaction, their freedom just to be. Mama can I sit with you a while on your tartan blanket? Could I eat with you?
Bobby Warner
2/1/2017 05:23:27 pm
Wonderful, wonderful imagery. This story evokes a warm, happy feeling.
Diana Henning
3/1/2017 08:20:04 am
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