Fish Camp, Long Beach. Some swordfish tacos, Open air dining and drinka, Best done by the coast.
Condominiums Stacked upon the stack, Concrete homes rise by the sand, Cliffside to bedside.
Waste Plastic film sails by, Populating the ocean, Out competing fish.
Stone to stone Los Angeles home, Paving to the horizon, Mountains without space.
Highway 78 It’s a little road, But it does go a long way. Over here to there.
Seaside The shore and the strand, Sea foam, fog, and rolling wind. Rushing in the dark.