sun down or the letter

House of Heart

I ran along  the shore past the dunes and carnation houses. Scattered surfers lingered in the last rays of the day.  A heat shimmer faded as I approached.  I ran to it intent on vanishing beneath the gray veil.   I am sure it began to rain. Fat globules of sea salt clung to  my face leaking into my open mouth.  Jagged edges of breath tore upward from my lungs. When I could run no farther I sank to the speckled sand behind the old seafood restaurant. Wails carried out on the wind  and I covered my ears to block those guttural sounds of that pathetic creature, mutations of a wounded bird or the whimper of dying.  The pain streamed out into the ocean and at last drowned in the sea. Nothing  was left but silence.

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