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Low tide exposes marine terraces and tidepools. Slim brown bodies cluster together near the edge of the pitted mudstone. One kneels to get a closer look absorbed in the detail of a sea star an anemone. One is hesitant, afraid of the water a wave, the slippery algae covered rocks. One only wants to be seen, posed hip out, knee bent, chin up with practiced casualness.
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Mar 20, 2019
Mar 20, 2019 at 6:28 PM UTC
To Be Seen
Low tide exposes marine terraces and tidepools. Slim brown bodies cluster together near the edge of the pitted mudstone. One kneels to get a closer look absorbed in the detail of a sea star an anemone. One is hesitant, afraid of the water a wave, the slippery algae covered rocks. One only wants to be seen, posed hip out, knee bent, chin up with practiced casualness.
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41/F/California
Mar 20, 2019
Mar 20, 2019 at 6:28 PM UTC
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