The Sand Is Alive
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DescriptionA poem exploring the sand.
MessagePart of the Pleasant Bay collection.
ImageMonomoy Writes
The sand is alive.It doesn't breathe, yet it watches your every move and feels your every step.
Its mouths suck you in every footprint, feeding on yout struggles.
Its loyal minions thrive on its very presence. Crabs, flies, seagulls, and other organisms all pledge to the sand.
The water is no different. The liquid thoughts of the sand. Mythical creatures like fish swim in its thoughts, and the seagulls branch between worlds.
The sand feels and lives, every step echoing in its head, a nigh infinite colony like shoreformed mycelium, all connected as one beautiful, dark, thing.
Its mouths suck you in every footprint, feeding on yout struggles.
Its loyal minions thrive on its very presence. Crabs, flies, seagulls, and other organisms all pledge to the sand.
The water is no different. The liquid thoughts of the sand. Mythical creatures like fish swim in its thoughts, and the seagulls branch between worlds.
The sand feels and lives, every step echoing in its head, a nigh infinite colony like shoreformed mycelium, all connected as one beautiful, dark, thing.
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