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Stingray, no tail

He points across my shoulder, my eyes follow arthritic fingers, knotted hand, brawny arm, then toward the weathered face, staring seaward Old man knowing, showing, stingray, no tail, dark shadow, magnified blue water, jetty rotted crumbling Childhood memories, seventy years before, sea, … Continue reading

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