Tag Archives: the ocean

Seashell tale

Future-sand, ribbed rock slabs smoothed, made human by waters that crashed against them millennia ago; brittle sandstone cakes that flake off in little dagger shapes, smelling oxidized… smelling like the blood the waters make them weep and the sands they’ll … Continue reading

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A girl in the hand is worth two under the table

I can depend on my mother’s charity and the stupidity of mankind… Relying on the tides to rise and recede and the birds to chirp and the squirrels to nibble noisily on things sitting in the branches of some tree … Continue reading

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