Shorelines gone and maps destroyed
Hello! I have spent most of this week under some weather, but I am surfacing to remind everyone in the area that tomorrow night I will be reading at the Millbury Credit Union as part of Dark Minds, Dark Hearts: A Valentine's Fiction Affair with Larissa Glasser, Matthew M. Bartlett, Doungjai Gam Bepko, and Fiona Maeve Geist, and Andrea Wolanin. Be there or be some kind of uncool Euclidean object.
So I dreamed a story of apocalypse and leviathans. And then
asakiyume designed its beer label. She was reminded of it by the recent gathering of whales off Nantucket. Today I discovered that Bonnie "Prince" Billy has written a post-apocalyptic chantey at the behest of his friend who runs Dogfish Head Brewery. The streams are crossing, which is what you would expect them to do when the waters rise.
I misread a line on the internet as the green shock of recovery and I should like to do something with it sometime.
So I dreamed a story of apocalypse and leviathans. And then
I misread a line on the internet as the green shock of recovery and I should like to do something with it sometime.

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Thank you!
I'll let you know if I find any weird marine stuff in it (there's one beer mat that promotes the film "Warlords of Atlantis", so that's a start I guess!).
Oh, cool. I never think about beer mats. Please let me know what you find even if it isn't oceanic!
Didn't Dylan Thomas write the poem "The Green Fuse"? There must be a link...
He did, and he also wrote "Time held me green and dying / Though I sang in my chains like the sea." It does sound like one of his lines from that angle. Green meant a lot to him.