The Shore or A Love Story
D. Harlan Wilson
He was lost at sea, and so she left home, rented a
little sailboat, climbed into the cockpit, and shoved
off in search of him.
She scoured the sea from one end to the other, parking
on the sandy shore of every island she passed by to
see if he had washed up there.
Finally she found him. He was struggling to do the
backstroke through torrential waves that didn't exist.
He was worse off than she had expected. The sandy
shore of an island had washed up onto his stomach. It
was covered with sun-dried jellyfish and spit-shined
She cried out his name.
"Hello there!" he gurgled.
"I love you!" she replied.
A crab crawled out of the shore and snipped off his
tongue with one of its pincers. Simultaneously a
jellyfish corpse experienced a postmortem reflex and
stung him. He choked, convulsed, and melted into the
She gripped her mouth with her fingers. Then she
The shore spread across the surface of the sea ...
First published: November 2005
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