Wednesday, 6 August 2014

le linceul (burial shroud)

The linceul is steadily growing with silvery fish scales. It's been a cathartic exercise during the sweat filled build-up like heat. I haven't returned to the beach many times, I find the dead bloated animals, roaming ghost nets and mountainess rubbish all too confronting. Waaw is my haven in front of a fan.

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