The following night upon twilight, circles rise in the cerulean sky. They flicker, flash, and fade before a standstill wind gathers sudden force. Our pioneering crew on deck gains the tailwind, starboard tack. We come about, full sail ahead. No land in sight, look to the stars instead to navigate our wayward way while sacred creeds and words from psalm are played. Harmonizing with the ocean’s song, our Aztec quest for common ground goes on as answers to questions we’ve known drift along. (8/1/2017 – The A Train downtown & East River Park Manhattan, New York) (See more Everlastin’ Spoof … Continue reading Starboard Tack