Gibran-in-the-making

I did manage to get a copy of the Really Great Imagery piece from the writers’ meetup.

If Marie-Claire Blais’ ability with language can drive me off the deep end, you can imagine what this does to me:

from The Sea

by James Chaarani

My mind moved to the horizon, looking for the sun that was tanning my skin. It was too hazy to see, but in that haze you became clear in my mind. I stared at the waves which were bigger than you. I watched them hit the rocks, splash my shins and touch my lips. I tasted the salt and felt like a God—I found a heaven to watch you from.

I could then see you in your prison that you built for yourself.

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