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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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