What is forever, when we live near the water? Sand-shifting dunes, cords of seagrass. More inland, the soil beneath is latticed with roots. Dampness and heat give way to spores. When was it that planets aligned like beads on a chain? At the hinge of the… | Luisa A. Igloria June 16 | What is forever, when we live near the water? Sand-shifting dunes,
cords of seagrass. More inland, the soil beneath is latticed with roots. Dampness
and heat give way to spores. When was it that planets aligned like beads on a chain?
At the hinge of the year, we're eager again to look for portents. A decades-old ban on
psychic readings has just been repealed in Norfolk. Now I can look for someone who will run her finger
along the lines of my palm and tell me something I don't already know. She'll turn my hand sideways
to count the ripples along its edge. She'll pull an oracle card and light candles that smell of salt and driftwood. | | | |
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