WistfulSparrow
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| Gender | Female |
|---|---|
| Industry | Student |
| Location | Montreal, Quebec, Canada |
| Introduction | There will come a day when the sun does not appear in the east. And the oceans will rise and swallow the land once more, and the trees will tear up their roots and gently float away. Search the water on that day for a small yellow sailboat, and you may find me there, whistling softly, the sea stretching on to eternity in every direction. |
| Interests | literature and poetry, piano, guitar, biochemistry, skiing, linguistics, photography, Antarctica, astronomy, and the ocean. I love the fishes and the whales and the sea cucumbers. |
| Favorite music | Radiohead, The Who, Simon & Garfunkel, Deerhunter, Pulp, Juno Reactor, Elvis Costello, Frank Zappa, and..., Fred Chopin, Edvard Grieg, L.V. Beethoven, Claude Debussy, Eric Satie, and this guy named Bach who writes these crazy tunes. look him up |
| Favorite books | Catch-22, The Lord of the Rings, 1984 & Brave New World, Crime & Punishment, Le Petit Prince, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Slaughterhouse-Five, Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell, Good Omens, White Teeth, A Wrinkle in Time, A Scanner Darkly, Watchmen, ...but this changes every week. |
You have a red jar of cedar chips. Why do moths miss the forest?
Moths are moon creatures, drawn to places of silence and secrecy. I scatter my cedar chips in a circle around me; they fall upon the cool gray stones and turn to dust. Fire races across the ocean – consuming, consumed – and fills the sky, whilst shadows lurk beneath the breaking waves....