Edgartown, Martha's Vineyard
July 2026
As night fell and we smelled the smoke rising from the shore, we slipped into the sea.
We drank a little more and turned our bow farther east.
Day by day.
Night by night.
The groans and the howls only grew louder.
We had no idea who we were, or where we were going.
Still, we believed in tomorrow.
Tomorrow was always better.
Arles, France / June 2026
"But others cry: 'Come on, old man, come on! Come on, fear not the company, the laughing and joking of these pretty gentlemen. Hunt about the tables for the dainties and the carcasses. Hast thou a good jaw? Here, catch this piece of pork and toss off a glass of wine!' - Frédéric Mistral
