
East Hampton Beach
ekphrasis of East Hampton Beach by Winslow Homer
Nov 7 · 2 min read
Paulette pulled her skirt away from her body as much as she dared, hoping to dry the rivulets of sweat between her legs and behind her knees, even the small of her back, and between her breasts. There was nowhere else to go but to sit with her cousins under the umbrellas that only gathered the heat and blocked the light. There would be no ocean…

