Lineup Ghosts

They wait just past the break, half in shadow, half in light. You paddle out not to join them, but to remember why you didn’t. The ocean does not forgive or forget. It just holds you, quietly. The birds pass like time you lost.

 — 6" x 4" pen & ink and watercolor on paper

Framed under glass. Ready to hang.

One of a kind. Signed and dated.