“...and in the summer we would line up three sand dollars John and I had found on our second date when we… — Elizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures Copy Share Image
“I walked toward the ocean, my brain somehow calm and empty, sick of itself, taking a sick day.” — Catherine Lacey Copy Share Image
Alone I walked on the ocean strand, A pearly shell was in my hand; I stooped, and wrote upon the sand My… — Hannah Flagg Gould Copy Share Image
