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Sounds of the morning –
Children with aching bellies, swollen with laughter.
Darija in bits and pieces, from what ears can catch.
The violent night winds have softened into the morning.
An ocean of sweet tea flows into glasses.
Homemade Earth bread breaking.
And the sea, always the sea.

Essaouira, Mogador, Morocco


...all these sounds eventually drown into the sea.

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In this city, I wear the ocean all day.
the sand saturates my hair and I am replenished once again.



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