Beach: A Poetry Chapbook

A sunchair and towel strewn upon soft sand; flip-flops optional, cooler mandatory The evocative scent of suntan lotion wafting through the breeze. Muffled sounds of laughter combine with the whoosh of waves as they break upon the sand and recede. A distant radio fades in and out. Umbrellas propped up in the sand as colorful as a box of crayons. Here today, like every day, life really is a beach