SHOCKWAVES

I’m anchored off of Namotu Island. It’s five acres of sand in the shape of an avocado with bures (wood and straw huts) and boats and surfboards and baby turtles. The bottle blue surf of Swimming Pools breaks all over it. It’s a surfer’s slice of paradise. There are waves but I’m too weak to …

The Sunnyside

I don’t remember the last time I showered. Does jumping into the sea count?  Sorry to tell you that, but it’s the truth. I tell you all my truths. As if you were my diary. Now you know everything. What’s on the surface of my skin. What’s beneath my skin. What’s crawling inside my skin …

Squid Ink

I sometimes wonder if scientists are sitting in laboratories mixing up diseases, just so they have something new to discover. I love to discover. To explore. To escape. Who doesn’t? We are all restless without novelty. Restlessness feeds everything, even secrets. People always want to know and be the first to know what nobody else …