My trip to New Zealand was all about water. Without water, we would all die of thirst. But don’t try to grab it with the tense hand; it will laugh at you with disdain. It is a chameleon that takes many forms and shapes, always moving. Only a fool tries to control it. Water runs fast. Water can calm — the gentle brook, and then belittle you with a ocean’s tsunami, swallowing you whole. Water is sex and religion. Sweet wetness and holy baptism. Water is risk. Water is mysterious and powerful, like a woman.
Neil Kramer explores friendship, love, and sex, and the dangerous art of writing about it.
He lives in NYC. He can be contacted at neilochka on yahoo.
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- Gurukarm on Fictional Characters of New York #44: Wow… So real-life. Your Beth has a good heart, and the new neighbors have none at all…
- Ms. Moon on Fictional Characters of New York #45: Again- what a talent you have for bringing an image to full life in such a few words.
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