
By Sarah Glady
There are two immortal cow sharks, and they live in the Mediterranean. They’ve been there 150 million years. They don’t care about the cold, the bodies. When the dinosaurs clawed, with futility, against the longevity of mammals and took to the skies, the cow sharks immigrated lower to the chill. Feathers and fur drifted down.
When boats of people are pulled deep—marked by others too late, too far, too African, too Arabic, too new—the cow sharks don’t care and welcome them. The cow sharks are after all scavengers. The cow sharks are older. They don’t worry about drifting bones.
Love. This.
Such an original theme. A very enjoyable read Sarah.
Offbeat and quirkily intriguing… I read it three times and loved it better with each