“The sound of a distant ocean covers me with surf, that tide...



“The sound of a distant ocean covers me with surf, that tide that bears me back into the past, back to the place where I was born. People come through the whiteness, through the bright light, but all of them are ghosts.”



— from the novel SINFUL FOLK 

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Published on March 07, 2014 07:00
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