Where the Oysters were Poisoned

I

We looked at the past – at lamps, rivers, and drawings – and imagined the future they’d bring. We traveled down highways, up mountains, down waves and found ourselves in the place we had once called our home.

II

We called to the captain, “Change your course! We’re heading for the end of the world!” But he was too drunk, more even than us, and could only hear the sound of himself

III

We drove to the place where the oysters were poisoned, carrying our most precious cargo, hoping for the worst but fearing the best.

We watched the ice descend.

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