Impressionable Age Our clan's picnic lunch wrapped in Wonder Bread the ham sandwiches she spread, Granpa gifted everything to the Wintu...

By Stephen House I stop my car on the top of a familiar cliff. Below, perfectly formed green-blue waves hit a rocky point and peel into a...

energy in cartooned time, billions of years presented on microscopic slides from professors – slimy ancestor, amoeba-like, bound for...

[KELP JOURNAL] Leslie! Did you know that you are our first graphic artist to be featured on The Wave? I am so excited and as always, I...

Mighty Southern Ocean Surfers in full steam, greenish-emerald extremities, the southern beaches, wild-brumal coughing up strewn seaweed....

By A.M. Larks Erotic Stories for Punjabi Widows by Balli Kaur Jaswal is a humorous and brilliant blend of a novel. Weaving together a...

A Spotted Sandpiper at Little Compton I teetered myself, in my excitement to see you, on those small boulders, I think you knew this, you...

By Viviane Vives She runs after the ugly truck he made beautiful, talks to trees, bathes in the rivers on the way.  Just like he does....

Under Where is that joy of swimming underwater, counting the bars of the grate twelve feet down? Where are the hot lungs that hold and...

May the road rise up to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face, the rains fall soft upon...

COVID Holiday Infected w/COVID I toss fresh food to the monitor lizards below; they run in jagged circles below the balcony, positioning...

[KELP JOURNAL] I always like to open by asking our photographers what they look for in a shot? What makes you take one versus another?...

Tourist in the City When you step off of the train in San Francisco, you are faced with daunting choices and decisions: do you rush to...

by A.M. Larks The Black Kids by Christina Hammonds Reed is a poignant novel about the tribulations of growing up and how quickly world...

ON PIER AVENUE Of the plunging surf breaking off the Pier Avenue shoreline, in this part of the beach, there is a severe undertow...

by Jake Dean The wave lands a meter in front of her and she’s thankful the lip doesn’t detonate on her back or on her surfboard, which...

Fishes Swam in Straight Lines In the beginning, the sky was tall and blue and quiet and no birds dared cross it. My hands lay quietly in...

ii. i can't even remember if in the dream we had made it out alive the language of the land we were in or whether there were others--...

Geophysical Circulation From the heart of The Northern Gyroscope Pumps out the blue blood of The Pacific With its spirit of peace,...

Huge breakers crashed as they hit the sand, breaking and spreading foam and froth over the beach like the freckled tongues of some...