Flash Fiction: At the Edge of the Earth
Written by Michael Galati, Edited by Emma Mathes
Photo by Sawani Chaudhary
When he was young, he went to the ocean to feel humidity on his chest, and smell the salt air as it curled his hair. He listened to the crashing of the waves as they met the earth, unending in their meditation and gazed toward the end, knowing that beyond the visible ocean was a larger infinity.
He looks back now as he sits at the beginning of the same sea and understands that he was searching for a life unexpected. A life where he could empty and fill, as unbounded as the sea, with air, to feel the expanse in his chest. The ocean has no expectation.