Beneath the pier,
the water is different.
It isn’t unending,
or a beautiful cerulean blue.
It doesn’t rise and crash
the same as the others.
A greenish tinge colors it,
jade seaweed is abundant.
The crabs take shelter here,
away from human trespassers,
for no person dares to come.
It all seems shoved away,
Beneath the pier.
Morgan R. was born in Indianapolis but has lived in several different cities. She just moved here last July from Chicago, and is a member of the Cave Spring Tennis team.
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