Wait, Sea (2/3)
10 June 2010 at 10:01 pm
If I closed my eyes, I felt the entirety of the ocean greeting the earth, explosions of energy punctuated every so often by an extreme silence, an inhalation followed by a heady sigh, the ocean licking our feet, and we emitted shrieks at the chilly reception: the tide was high for 9pm on a Sunday.
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Hi. Morgan, 27, of Santa Barbara, CA. I am a hypocritical admirer of rhetoric (when it is my own) and an observer of literary trends. A secret: I don't take anything very seriously, and that includes myself.