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Walk Down Redondo
by Jared Duran
Walk Down Redondo
It is a feeling I know will go,
that I am in love wherever we are—
along this beach front, like any other
down the coast; for tourists and children
who can’t stick their teeth together fast enough
with saltwater taffy pulled fresh
from the mines of the Pacific.
Few people know fresh taffy
is sourced not unlike sponges;
not unlike this story pulled
from a present far removed
to distract you from the realization
we will never feel quite the same again.