Borrowed beaches
pressed with fine sand
lingering debris
of fallen trees,
bleached bones
and fish spines.
A crow caws in the distance.
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She claws her way out
of hell, Cerberus howling
breeze warms frigid air
Young buds stretch for blossoming
birds fluttering in the trees