the flats

There is a place near where I grew up called The Flats. Most maps designate it as, "The Harbor Flats" because it sounds nicer. It's at the end of Washington Street Extension on Nantucket Island. It wasn't very clean, it wasn't always safe, and it wasn't where the tourists wanted to be. However, amongst the abandoned cars, rusted out oil drums, and discarded bits of humanity, it was teeming with life. It was a marine estuary that protected young sea life and fed my imagination with endless adventures. 

That is the spirit of what I have to do here. Ideas and trash will be born. Some of it will rise, while rest of it will be washed away with the tide. There will be no pageantry, no pomp and circumstance, and no nicer name. This is just something I need to do. 

-Ian

©  2018 by Ian Chase Nichols

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