She begs us to wade out farther. At first, I’m hesitant. The cool water is like an electric shock... 
“Come here, baby,” her voice lifts with singsongy sweetness as her walls crumble. She smooths out... 
Just over here getting some old and new poetry up on my feed. What cup refreshes you, friend? It’s... 
She stands with one hand on her hip, the other under her chin, as she scans the shelves of...