Alison Clement

observations from a novelist who sometimes wants to say something small and see it published immediately

>1980 Seashell Beach

January 28, 1980

(from St. Barts)
The beach is an ideal setting for lsd: restful and rhythmic and safe. Blue water white sand.  We played in the water nearly all day turning red in the Caribbean sun. Our friend from Dominica, Mantoo, came by to visit. Annalise from Vermont and Leif from Sweden stopped to talk. The French children have gym class yards from our tent. We explore sea life and social life in the cosmopolitan setting that is our living room.

Categories: memoir, travel


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