image by alex shapiro
Seaside Welcome Wagon
I’d been up and traveling since 4:45am,
gritty New York City time.
Fifteen hours later,
at my body clock equivalent of 8pm,
I was thrilled to be walking
on the deck to my front door,
located more than a bit beyond
the opposite coast.
I looked down.
A gift.
From a gull.
Who, in my five-day absence,
decided to open a sushi restaurant
on my premises.
Looks like the meal was wonderful.
I get fresh sea urchin
delivered right to my doorstep.
I tell you, this is
one sophisticated island.
Alex Shapiro
Posted as prose over on her site Notes From the Kelp
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