By: Kyle Elden
These perfect rocks
nearly fused to the sand
with ice
in this somehow open
space on the beach
where, for whatever
reason, the snow didn’t
stay
It looks like someone
strategically placed them
where they are:
the smooth black one
is there next to the small
white agate which is
in between the piece
of driftwood, some sticks
and the one with purple
and gray speckles
All winter long they stay
right where they are
with open hearts
even though the
whole world appears
to be frozen
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