ferry ticket found dry
tide +0.7
The paper smelled of pear cream and rain. A deckhand wrote: the water bowed politely before anything surfaced.
harbor observation / 04:06
A quiet tide gauge for the minute before sunrise, when a harmless giant lifts one pearled shoulder beneath the sleeping city.
tide +0.7
The paper smelled of pear cream and rain. A deckhand wrote: the water bowed politely before anything surfaced.
ripple line / east basin
Inside the glass, two pearl eyes opened and closed with the patience of old harbor lamps.
harmless giant sighted
A long back passed under the tide line, not dark but dawn-colored, carrying bubbles like memory beads.
cloud band / east
Dear shore, I have kept the old ropes untangled. Please wake the gulls gently. —the monster beneath the foam
05:18 / full dawn wash
For one breath the friendly shape is visible in the pastel horizon, then it becomes water, postcard, and morning again.