#117 by AS Nilsen

Dec 2017

#117

on the rainiest day

with his helm in my hand

the motor dropped in the bay

we raced to mainland

the pine needle raindrops

daggers to my eyes

I had to get home

but first pizza pies

#boats #island #motor #sea #bay

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AS Nilsen 31/F/Lonelyville, NY

(31/F/Lonelyville, NY)

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