photo of seagulls

Oceans by Nikolaj Volgushev

One morning I wake up to find my living room replaced by an ocean. I stand in the doorway, look over the gray, clamoring waves. They stretch as far as the eye can see. This isn’t a tropical sort of ocean, it’s breezy and unwelcoming. The North Atlantic perhaps? I light a cigarette, consider my…

photo of the interior of an old abandoned car

Lot by Nikolaj Volgushev

We kept returning to the lot because there was the body of a man there and good shade for when the afternoon sun got to be too much. The body sat in the driver seat of an ancient, rusty car, perfectly preserved as though frozen. The man had died at the wheel with a calm,…