A white so bright it almost glows

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I saw “a white so bright it almost glows” as this group zigzagged across the sand dancing with the sun and avoiding my enchantment. Immediately my mind went to the penguins that behave in me, not me moments of time and I froze, just long enough to take this photo.

“What exactly compels a chick to leave isn’t known, and the chicks themselves seemed unsure about what they were doing, or why, as they tottered down to the shore. Small figures before an enormous beckoning sea, they looked both exhilarated and terrified by their own audacity. Then, perhaps prompted by some inner resolve, or by a dread of the giant petrels leering at them, they stepped forward and, flippers sculling madly, rushed at the waves. Tossed up in the swell beyond the surf, they stayed on the surface for only a moment, strangely, almost exuberantly buoyant, before they drove down and disappeared.” Read more of I, Turbo by Eric Wagner for Orion


Author: ireneflorez

Bogotá-born, Oakland-based media bee.

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