You Gunna Finish That?

fisherA man I know who lived for two years on about seven cents a day was and still is a bonny figure indeed, tall, lean and wholesome. . . physically at least. Perhaps an empty stomach is not a good literary adviser.” (MFK Fisher, How to Cook a Wolf, 1942)

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Letting the whole world go

BEACHThe beach at five in the morning was deserted. Sometimes another surfer went by, lean and heading for the water. A red flag with a scull and crossbones marked the “No swimming” area. I hiked up my board and walked out , deep enough, pushed forward and was on. I began to paddle. Smaller waves came in. I met them at the nose, pushed up and then crested. They rolled on behind me.

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