Archive for February, 2009
Rail to Mali
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The ocean feeds without prejudice on the corrupt and the blameless and spits out bones and shells and sea glass.
when it leaves it tries to take something
the fishing ships come in laden with buckets of fruits de mer and mermaid tails
Sometimes you scan the horizon for your vanishing point and just dream.
i saw muslims worrying their prayer beads, lips moving soundlessly. I saw talibés with their tomato cans, mostly empty. i saw a porter carrying flats of eggs balanced impossibly atop his head. i saw women carrying babies; cats, chicken bones and i saw seagulls with silver flashing fish. and i saw a man with nothing, his arms were outstretched and empty but he carried the weight of the whole world.
