Images by Mari­na Weiner

It was dark and I was crav­ing absolution.

Online, peo­ple trad­ed words like mag­i­cal,” incred­i­ble,” once in a lifetime.”

I drove south, fol­low­ing their geo­t­ags. I need­ed to feel their awe.

If I could just see the water glow, I knew I would nev­er be lone­ly again.

On the beach, waves roared in from the black night to greet me.

I stud­ied them. I begged them to be what I needed.

I wait­ed.

I saw a glim­mer, or I didn’t. Either way, the blan­ket of dark swal­lowed me whole.

I sighed with relief. I was so hap­py to be alone.

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Mari­na is an artist liv­ing in South­ern Cal­i­for­nia. She is cur­rent­ly pur­su­ing an MFA in ceram­ic sculp­ture at Cal­i­for­nia State Uni­ver­si­ty, Long Beach.