- Vol. 07
- Chapter 01
Image by Rude Ltd
I grew up on this bright and tiny island
where hands were axes in shadows
down to size
under large green palms.
It was sport, and life, and love.
Joyful exchanges that helped to pass the time
after work—a glowing sun slowly dropping
before we ate fish stew,
hummed familiar melodies,
and communed throughout the night.