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The Pacific, Afterward

Reentry

A Blue Andalusian rooster in a cream canvas flight suit perched on the railing of a weathered wooden pier at dawn, a paper coffee cup beside him, calm ocean and golden morning light behind

He had been farther than anyone, which was the sort of thing one mentioned only when asked. The view had been precisely as advertised. It was the return that no one had thought to describe — the particular stillness of arriving home to find one's mail uncollected.

11 April 2026