Uncivilized

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I just returned from Alaska. The place was everything you might imagine–pristine, clean, untouched.

It spooked me.

Not a burn, not a slash. No terrace, no shore…just mountain to one thousand feet below the water surface.

In the prow of the boat, during the long twilight, I watched as we slid over the glassy water. Gliding, silent, no watery or boat sounds. Dark islands, mountains slipped by, everything a shade of silver or navy blue. Icy air ruffling my windbreaker. No ocean, fish or land odors.

Water stretched across the near horizon like the edge of a falls.
I felt ill waiting to see if we would sail off…

No animals, no birds, no fish. No man.

The feeling that I did not belong.

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