“Santa Cruz”
The sidewalk was brilliantly decorated with vermillion blossoms, as if the tree that formerly bore them had, like a Holi celebrant, flung richly colored powder all over the concrete. A promontory jutted far out into the Pacific like the snout of a gigantic lithic alligator. Boulders at the bottom of a cliff might have been huge, gray-green balls of hashish. A smooth cliff face showed peeling sheets of stone, reminiscent of immense flints. Kelp waved upon the surface of the waters like the hundredfold tentacles of submerged squids. Suds, which might have been the remnants of an oceanic bubble bath, floated in stray patches on the surface of the water. Great shafts of early-evening sunlight dimly beamed down upon the sea.