Day 30- 10.16.20
There’s a fence
It‘s moss green, freshly painted,
and stands six feet tall
on a flat road just a couple miles
up the hill from the bay.
If you’re lucky, you’ll walk past
just as the orange sun dips
below the horizon.
Because when you stand up on your toes
and peak an eye through the wooden slits
at exactly the right moment,
you can see the salt water
do more than just sparkle—
you can actually sneak a glimpse
as the sea itself reaches up
to kiss the sun goodnight.