Things which are, and the things which shall be hereafter

Fog was deployed when erasure was needed, a soft, cold veiled undoing of yesterday, of morning of mind. Though the shroud of clouds did nothing to stifle the sounds of the unmaking- dogs barking, tearing at the thrashing throats of hauled out seals. The break and hiss of water battering rock, the evil seagull laughter … Continue reading Things which are, and the things which shall be hereafter