The Third Shore · Literary work
Rest Note
By Yi Ren Ju
Tonight's dinner devours the memories of yesterday. Betelgeuse and the sea take root in my heart. And so, my body—a shimmer of wave-born foam, breathing then falling still—life in rhythm.
Tonight's dinner devours the memories of yesterday. Betelgeuse and the sea take root in my heart. And so, my body—a shimmer of wave-born foam, breathing then falling still—life in…
This is an archive piece. Sign in to check your reading access.
Continue to membership access