tanner brockwell

i knew the dark recess and tossing waves. they were in my bones, the passage unwrit. oh a journey oh. there was the interminable wait, the hardship. the anxious advent before the letters changed. not without precedent, not without friends. the cold hunger pang. one way, one way. one chance, one day, to whisper i [...]

there is a certain calm about the beach, leaping from stony rock to rock, above the tidal pools. they are different worlds, the life in these shelters, reinvigorated with new waters and yet they have some ancient cause. the stony outcroppings with green seaweeds clinging are the gateway that you enter this new realm. so [...]