Introduction

Welcome to the 23rd Issue of Waccamaw,

Our favorite rivals are beauty and pain: pink skies in the evening
traffic, sad women hanging on the walls of museums,
violins echoing off hot pavement as old men busk for spare change.

In these pages, find the small details that remember you. Bring them
up in conversation, like ice breakers.

You’ll leave from the same dock, but you’ll never cross the same river.

With the testimonies of this edition, we are not adrift. As long as we glimpse
either beauty or pain, we have rudders, paddles, sails.

Love,
The Waccamites