By: A.J. Huffman I walk the tidal line on tired feet, forced forward, mostly by determination. The sand in my toes lends encouragement with gentle tickle of coolness. Another mile falls behind me. My breath begins to strain. The wind responds,…
By: A.J. Huffman I walk the tidal line on tired feet, forced forward, mostly by determination. The sand in my toes lends encouragement with gentle tickle of coolness. Another mile falls behind me. My breath begins to strain. The wind responds,…