Stepping out of my car, a tingling sensation quickly crept up in the back of my throat as I took my first breath of the salty sea breeze. It was only a matter of seconds before I released a powerful cough from the deepest part of my chest. Shocked at the instantaneous onset of symptoms, but determined to witness my state’s most valued treasure, I began the short walk down to the Juno Beach Pier, cautiously breathing every step of the way.
Typically an overly-bustling access point for residents and tourists alike, a completely barren boardwalk was waiting, offering nothing…
A land unknown to most men, that is where I desire to be. The last row of spruce trees would alas reveal a vast open plain, showcasing rows of wavering lavender and amber wildflowers. A meager wooden cabin would await my arrival, boasting nothing but a tethered tin roof and a rust-colored brick fireplace, coated in the purest white jasmine. …
Where the wind blows,
Blows furiously through
And then in the mornings,
Mornings smell of honey and dew.
The back wooded space,
Both vast and grand,
It changes upon nightfall,
…
Alexandra Newman 🌮
A creative analyst fueld by tacos. Driven by the unknown, unexplained + unattended to. Welcome to my feelings and research, friends! @alexandranewms
