I texted my mom “here” and took a seat on a bench facing out to the water. 34MAGMay 22, 2020 1CommentShareShare We travel by boat from one piece of land to another. People complain about the boat ride, about the waves, about the coffee, only to sit down and longingly look outward again. NANTUCKET BY ERYN GORDON 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 77 This post is for paying subscribersSubscribeAlready a paying subscriber? Log in
