“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

PHOTO: I Am A Pebble - A Softer Version Of A Stone by Aloysius Raj