• Vol. 03
  • Chapter 03
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Dry days and a notion
Of the altruist returns
Sloop like, tacking on a drift breeze
Coming in infinitely
Eyes of imploding mass
High cheeks
Burn with acid tears
Saltocean tang and I
Are thirsty
With mouthfuls of sand and soil and salt
Handfuls of nothing
Headful of wonder