Uncontainable Hair

December 26, 2014 – Uncontainable Hair

I write I read I stretch I push up and then, on Deck F, on my way to the Bridge discover Captain, half naked and sweating in the sun.

Later, Head Electrician opens the hatch, I descend to the bow thruster and, in the heat, become an electric mermaid.

When one navigates by heart everyone is a rare jewel, throwing a full spectrum of nuance and detail into the mix, blowing stereotype out of the water.

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