OLD TOWN Land green and velvet tucked beneath her chin, peninsulas shaping curving under her pearl shoulders, loose here and pressing there cottages white alabaster silver grey sometimes, clustered nesting places holding up against the sea her heaving waves of sea veil. An evening gale displays spraying salt pebbles and wind unforgiving rages lacerating the bedroom window, eyelashes closed and … Continue reading old town
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