Sublime

As

His life was powered by a battery with loneliness at one pole and rage at the opposite

vitriolic.

logorrheic

The sea was always heaving things up and hurling them back: fishing lines, floats, beer cans, plastic toys, tampons, Nike sneakers. A few years earlier it was severed feet. People were finding them up and down Vancouver Island, washed up on the sand. One had been found on this very beach.

grok

mold,

“Unpacking My Library,”