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Pocket Full of Stones

There is Delilah, skipper of a dinghy with no rudder, no oars. She drifts between vanishing islands, shallow tombolos, all that the siren has ever known, crying out as crabs scuttle across her sinking toes. Her eyes scan for land that will not melt among the tides. Wallowing and wayward, sighing in salty hymns, she […]

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