For Chips, like some old sea captain, still measured time by the signals of the past. . . .
Good-Bye, Mr. ChipsThe worst thing that can happen to us is that our wings melt and we fall into the sea.
The Go-Go GirlI’m an anchor and he is the sea and I sink into his tenderness as he presses my hand to his heart.
AwokenAccount books form a narrative as engaging as any tale of sea monsters or cannibals.
Bring Up the Bodies