We pocket the heart until we know what to do with it.
~Oladejo Abdullah Feranmi, excerpted from ‘Gratification to the survivors of daily damnations’
photo: peering out across old pilings from behind wildflowers atop the rocks along the channel at a low tide, listening to the foghorns bellowing like cows, the sound cutting through dense glowing sunlit fog just to the south of a gathering herd of cruise ships visiting a wildly popular Alaska destination in 2020.