millions, billions, and trillions of waves
raging through the ocean.
each one very distinct
each one deadly and beautiful.
he took on the ones coming towards him
punching them wildly and triumphantly.
salt water in his mouth and nostrils flared
gasping for breath before the next one arrives.
high tides.
8/14/11
New America '76: 13. Our Very Own Hemisphere
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