By Meerub Tariq Originally published in The Synecouth Gazette I have stood here for a century,Humming the ocean’s endless riff.I pass each day in a new reverie—I’m a lighthouse on a rocky cliff.The waves whisper me their arcana,From mighty mountains of Montana,To the endless heat of Savanna—They call me The Watcher of Kaimana.My coat has … Continue reading The Watcher of Kaimana
