Katie Doarn
Joined April 2021
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SMC MFA '22
Naturalist // Educator // Writer
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The Wharf
Karli tucked her knees into her chest, her gaze locked on the horizon. It had been weeks since her father had set sail. She remembered that cold, gauzy morning like it had just been yesterday, the way the wind had nearly blown off her wool cap. The way her father had looked at her before stepping below deck. When Karli left him that morning, she’d noticed for the first time how gray his hair was, how stooped his shoulders were becoming.
By Katie Doarn5 years ago in Humans
