Month: January 2018

carnation, lily

I never used to like art all that much. Maybe that’s a weird thing to say. It’s not that I’ve actively disliked it, it’s just that I didn’t particularly care for it. I’d walk through galleries and not really feel the connection I knew I was supposed to feel, the joy of looking at something…

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Categories: Ramblings

sea legs

He has the rambling, unsteady gait of someone who has been to sea for too long and can’t really remember how to walk normally, on steady ground, feet planted firmly onto the earth. He is used to the low and reassuring sway of waves underneath his boat, and he prefers it. But no matter, that…

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Categories: Short Stories