There is an angel in all of us...
"..I think the sea and the sea air will mend my stiff arm, I know that I will float for hours in the icy water, humming my new poems; I know that when the others go, like mist, or gray jelly, or tiny crabs, I will lie on the sand and make my own imprint, seven or eight feet this time, a giant sand... Sign in to see full entry.