Tide Mall

I’m in a bright, shiny, synthetic mall, surrounded by money and Muzak, while outside are blue skies and brilliant sun, and I think of La Jolla tide pools, swimming with my brother through clouds of confused anchovies smashing into our legs in a frenzy to return to deeper waters before the tide drops even more and traps them, where they don’t want to be.

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