Author: Kelly R. Samuels


Issue 6 | Summer 2021 |

    A ship, you say, is in the garden. A ship. A sheep. A swallow. Water. Land.      Air.                          You speak without realizing you have misspoke. And why not water? Nights of little sleep, the bed was a berth, the walls a hull. The lawn an ocean. The hill a swell. We stand by the …