Caribbean Isle Notes #4
I stand there in the distance of your gaze. A marvel, mirage, and simulacra made manifest by your worldly desires. Continue reading Caribbean Isle Notes #4
I stand there in the distance of your gaze. A marvel, mirage, and simulacra made manifest by your worldly desires. Continue reading Caribbean Isle Notes #4
When you were there crime always seemed to be something that was going on far away, unseen beyond your horizon, but deeply felt. A reverse magnet pulling you away from the common in favor of the touristic. Continue reading Caribbean Isle Notes #2
The Shopkeeper always knew a month in advance how many cruise ships would be docking on a given day. It was a constant source of gossip amongst her circle of friends – the size of the ship, country of origin, length of stay. Continue reading Caribbean Isle Notes #1