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Vincent Shaw's avatar

The darkness could be felt rather than seen – a thickness of absence. Sound was impossibly amplifed, even though there was no sound. And the ceiling of the cave might have been a foot away or a mile, it was impossible to tell.

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“I sat on a bench to watch people bathing in the white afternoon light on this cloudless day. The glittering St. Lawrence River bounced off the dappled light softly. The blue sky tempered the cold water travelling from the Great Lakes, it warmed up the chill and made you want to join the river on its sojourn to the edge of the world for the midsummer.” - an excerpt from my recent piece ’Catkins and Cobblestones’ https://thequietcompas.substack.com/p/catkins-and-cobblestones?r=1p0vbv&utm_medium=ios

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