Salt-footed
Dwellers on the sand, we
Blunder over trails
Of periwinkle thumbprints.
Dunes roll like whale tongues
From the face of the open sea.
Bewildered by our niggling mayhem
We spit cherry pits into the surf,
Shocked to find in all the galleries
Along the walk not one painting of us,
Sunburnt and tooth-stained,
Exactly as we are now.
Audrey Ferrer is a recent graduate of the University of Denver who spends summers in Wellfleet.
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