" boat at the edge of the city "


i am arrived by foot to the edge of the city. from within the labyrinthian passageways and graded elevations, the wide waters open up beautifully and fill my entire scope.

vastly blue with silvery ripples, it mesmerizes and enchants, as a deeply peach and blood orange red watercolors the horizon.

there are many people here standing all together, in close proximity and silent except for the whispers on the breeze.

a lone vessel bobbles towards the far jetty of a nearby volcanic island. sails raised and defiant of the tide, it slowly approaches the lip of the outer bay.