1. Dear floaters, bloated kin. Dear flooded necks and reckless leapers manic for the flow. Though you are elegant in flight, your wrecks distress the ocean’s floor—the stark tableaus of sliding skin and swarms of slither set to drumbeat in your hollows. This is free proclaimed by slaver’s scourge—do you regret rebutting scar with water? … Continue reading Salutations In Search Of