{"id":92448,"date":"2021-06-26T15:06:04","date_gmt":"2021-06-26T19:06:04","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=92448"},"modified":"2021-06-26T15:06:04","modified_gmt":"2021-06-26T19:06:04","slug":"the-beach","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/the-beach\/","title":{"rendered":"The Beach"},"content":{"rendered":"

The Beach<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Car trouble on the way to Union Pier Michigan.<\/p>\n

Martin bent down to look under the hood,<\/p>\n

came up with face and glasses covered with soot<\/p>\n

or smoke, what a Chevy emitted under stress.<\/p>\n

He was startled but fine, like a guy in a TV show,<\/p>\n

maybe Abbott and Costello or the Riley dad<\/p>\n

in The Life of Riley. We waited at the gas station<\/p>\n

where the car got fixed. We were always waiting<\/p>\n

for our apartment near the beach, from the day<\/p>\n

we came back home to the day we went again.<\/p>\n

We played at the mostly placid beach every day,<\/p>\n

except when there was an undertow sign, adults<\/p>\n

in knotted groups talking in undertones. We kids<\/p>\n

got the gist of it, someone pulled under…<\/p>\n

Like air we breathed in sadness and respect<\/p>\n

for the lake, untamable, small choppy waves<\/p>\n

belying its power. The day before we left,<\/p>\n

needing to punish someone, my parents, myself,<\/p>\n

I dumped a bucket of sand on my head.<\/p>\n

Sure enough I upset Rose and for weeks<\/p>\n

after that she rinsed sand out of my hair,<\/p>\n

though grit like chopped cinnamon<\/p>\n

roughed up my pillow each night.<\/p>\n

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