winterberries in the frontyard sun
Assata sniffs her way down the 48th street hill
blue sky, bare limbs, and an eager Bean, reflected in a puddle
where the Salish Sea meets West Seattle
driftwood having drifted into other driftwood
tidal chance or human help at a lower tide?
found driftwood rhino
driftroots holding stones
part of the flotilla of fresh driftwood floating offshore
bark which brings to mind tentacles or baleen
giddy dog on beach... for whom I will gladly pay that 500$ fine should i ever get caught.