Paralian

By: Clay Hardy

Another sand dollar fell. Cracked, cold, and discarded. Shadowed under boardwalks. Listening to

echoes of each footstep creak.

But eventually surrendering. Tumbling along the tides. Soon forgotten and pulled out to sea.

With shadows of gulls soaring above in an orange sunset sky. One last final moment to grasp.

And dream of what was left that could still be.

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Clay Hardy is a fiction writer based in Portland, Oregon. His work has been previously been published by Grattan Street Press.

When not drinking coffee or cheering for the Portland Trail Blazers & Timbers, Clay is usually hanging out with Porter, his Golden Retriever. You can find him on twitter: @_ClayHardy and on IG: 

@ clay_is_writing