Sunday, September 21, 2014

Sunday Memories: Yearning For The Sea

Wandering on little walking paths around ancient bungalows and sandy beaches, I wondered what Florence had felt, a young woman on her honeymoon.

Here she was, in a place as different from Bushwick or Knickerbocker Village as the moon was from the earth.  Married to a person as different from her secret lover as the ocean was to a desert. 

How miserable she must have been, loving someone, but like this mermaid, far from where she belonged.  


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