Terrebonne Parish


Shadows Tell So Very Much

I stared at the dark shape staring up at me from the white sand. Anyone in their right mind would have given it a quick glance and went on their way; but I’m a writer, so being in the “right” mind is never an option. Everything looked at through the eyes of a writer becomes something entirely different than what the rest of the world sees. It’s similar with artist — clay shapers, painters, and drawers — but even then, not quite.

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