Monday, December 8, 2014

Blue boy

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As I write this, there are no gaps of sky left to permit light. It could be late in the afternoon, two or three hours before dusk. It could be drizzling. I can hear roosters crow nervously. All sound swallowed by the dark.


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I forget who said it first, but have to agree that true bravery can only be tested solitary before the sea. Stripes earned after facing the many and one face of death.


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Lucky is he whose boat can still be rocked, who still has sails that can be ripped apart. 


T-shirt and trousers, Uniqlo
Boat shoes, Sebago
Belt (not seen), Structure, thrifted


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