I didn't think there was any sweetness in that cold green sea. But then you washed ashore one day, and I stayed my harpoon. You strange and terrible beauty, vulnerable till the tidal swell swallowed you. And now I'm ruined, ever-scanning that cold green sea. Hoping you might surface again.
50-word story by Lisa Falzon
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