Mother Loggerhead

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Nestled in the sand, you rest
only briefly.
Expelling a deep, heavy breath,
you spray a cloud of white powder.
Flippers move over the sand then dig in and flip,
over, in and flip,
over, in and flip,
scattering more of the white powder around you.
You’re drawing a crowd, now, but we watch
in respectful admiration.
You turn slightly clockwise
and rest
then rotate a few inches more
and rest.
And, again, until you are facing the ocean.
Adjacent to the tracks you created
while coming ashore,
you create a second path
back to the water,
slowly,
until you reach the waves
and disappear.

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