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log 06 · Kailua-Kona, HI

Kona Country Club

black lava under everything, ocean at the end of everything.

july. trade winds dead by noon, the heat sitting on the shoulders like a wet towel somebody forgot to take back.

fairways laid over rock that will outlast the grass, the clubhouse, and the four of us. a mortal reminder that we too will soon return to the earth.

the verdictslide six

the ocean hole. surf on the right, lava on the left, a thin strip of mercy in between.

All rounds end.

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