The Adirondack Review
Sand

If my memories were sand
with every wave they'd start anew

And dance
unconscious of earlier strikes to their grain

And journey
                       to every shell
                                               coral
                                                           and cranny

They'd sit on a child's foot and play in the Sun

or castle in the blue

They'd forget the once river rock they were
banging head with every curve
shattering each day

If my memories were sand
they'd merrily play wave after wave
and forget each spot every few




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SARA GOUDARZI was born in Tehran and grew up in Iran, Kenya, and the U.S. She holds an M.A. in journalism from NYU and is a New York City writer working on her first novel. Her non-fiction and poetry have appeared in National Geographic News, the Christian Science Monitor, Scientific American Mind, Terry and The Science Creative Quarterly, among others. For more information about Sara, visit www.saragoudarzi.com.
The St. Lawrence Book Award for a first collection of short stories or poems
The St. Lawrence Book Award for a first collection of short stories or poems
The St. Lawrence Book Award for a first collection of short stories or poemsThe St. Lawrence Book Award for a first collection of short stories or poemsThe St. Lawrence Book Award for a first collection of short stories or poems
The St. Lawrence Book Award for a first collection of short stories or poems