Mussel Cove Creations

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  • Skipping Stones, Waiting to Die

    Thomas A. Hiscock, January 2026 ***  Granite spills across the low brown tide…   Colonial bones, pierced by a thin blued blade, leaking to the sea… Pylons, buried beneath the soft green loam; salt-stained – bruised purple with a limpet rash…  Vertebrae rocks, shifting crabs…   Blue mussels and teapot clams – dry, spoiled…  Sweet decay and…

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  • THE MUDFLATS

    Thomas Aidan Hiscock – Mussel Cove, Falmouth, Maine – 2025 *** August burns in the sky overhead, baking the mudflats. Heatwaves dance above the muck, heavy with the smell of fish. Horseflies, fat and green, make a meal of leftover shells picked clean by the gulls. Critters squirm beneath the filth, hiding from the heat…

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