Canvas roars

The girl saw the pile of sail cloth in the corner of the hut. The cloth’s edges were frayed and the canvas was streaked with dirt. These were scraps, she was pretty sure. Too small and irregular to really do anything with, except maybe patch sails. She stood from the bench and brushed bread crumbs … Continue reading Canvas roars


The sky was clear for miles. The sun rose over calm seas, and not a cloud marred the deep blue endlessness above. Off the bow, soft morning light pinked the beach and warmed the green of the palms and the lush tropical mountains that rose out of the ocean. “I think we can make it … Continue reading Squall


She woke in the cool cabin of the boat. It was dark but with a touch of blue light that hinted more was on its way. She shifted next to her husband and heard the creak of the mooring ropes as the boat shifted under her motion. Water gurgled against the hull. She sat up … Continue reading Horizon

Cotton swabs

“Just a touch,” he said, his eyebrows up, his hands clenched, worried his student would muddy the thing. “A dab is all it takes,” he said, and watched Julian dip the swab too deep in the stain, like his daughter did when she painted her nails, an activity that also made him wince. She’d dip … Continue reading Cotton swabs