Lost in Brazil

Lying on the aging timbers of the dock, eyes closed, I focused on abating my pain with stillness. Moisture droplets condensed and cooled on my exposed skin as the morning mist lingered over my body. Sounds drifted up from the flowing Rio Negro River beneath me. Flood debris torn from the jungle, slithered and scrapped around the piers. Visions of colossal snakes, coiled and suffocating animals in the darkness, shadowed my vague consciousness… to be continued…

Lost in Brazil

OliverQ

Joined August 2010

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