Group+8B

The windmill white as snow By Sam Komrower, Alyssa McLeod, Justin Liddy, Stephen Fastow, Lenny De Leon

Overwhelm every sense in your body. Carpet reeks of beer. I saw children ,about to get spanked, Play with the pebbles on the road Kids diving off the dock. Fish retreating, trying to avoid the snorklers. And a dirt looking apartment stood in front of me. The dogs bark, they know we’re close. Groups of people walk around. Roller coasters fly by. Filled to the brim with glistening water. I can already smell the river beach. The ocean smell lures you in. Faint sounds of screaming. The setting sun grows brilliantly vibrant. I’m just watching, waiting for bright yellow to come into vision.