The pelicans paddlein coils of waves and light. Low tidereveals fissures of saltwater and rock.From the smallest crevicescolor insists-colonies of jadeanemones, a purple starfish harvest, barnacleshiding beaks of unbleached linen, black musselbouquets. Between the air and sea,-this, one large prayer.I kneel.
-Michelle Peñaloza
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