Sounding like a curse, Waves greeting, then disperse. A stretch of land, one-Pebble, sand. A towel nap, you’re burnt.

Round and round it goes, like old stories, it flows. What was once tossed, now renewed, the earth's sweet embrace, it true. Reducing and Reusing

Sideways N Sideways M Two D’s stacked Kickstand P Upside down V with a hatch cross its back. Put it together, its natures referee.

I am loud and startling, but you can also sneakily steal me.

A garden built from bones of glass, keeping frost outside as seasons pass.