Palppoi chewed thoughtfully on a barnacle. It was one of the last from the outmost pillars holding up the pier. The two farthest logs were now almost clear of barnacles and other encrusting sea life. Palppoi preferred not to move closer to land. He stayed in the liminal space that the end of the pier afforded, tethered between the very edge of land and the great ocean.
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Artwork by Bronwyn McIvor