Chapter 1
2026
Ballpoint pen, watercolour, acrylic, graphite, ink, crayon
Various sizes
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The Monte Moisés is all gray skies, headache waves pummelling the shore, cigar smoke & mildew rooms.
I retreated to that isle after my wife cast me out of the house, this following her affair with the gardener, Thomas Erickson.
“Don’t leave me.”
“Then you can go.”
“But I need you.”
“I need to think.”
“…& then I might come home?”
What could I do? I packed my case & left her to him.