Marine Street

Published March 26, 2021

Words: James Singer

Photos: Vince Perraud 

I am standing on the beach when I realize that the weed Adam and I just smoked is not just weed as he starts yelling, 

"Oh Shit! I am shrinking! Shit! I am SHRINKING! FUCK!

I look over at Adam. He is the only thing I notice. Everything else is out of focus. I cannot recognize anything else. I try to slow it down. I am at the beach. It is warm. It is dark out. It is a bit windy. The Santa Anas are blowing out into the ocean. 

They call them Devil Winds.

BUY PRINT Spring 2021 Issue #5