THE SALT LINE

The Salt Lines
 is a journalism project devoted to uncovering the quiet truths that live in people’s hearts—the ones rarely spoken, yet deeply felt. 
We tell the stories that linger, the ones rooted in memory, longing, and love. 
Through narrative journalism, we explore the raw beauty of life: the kind that leaves marks like salt lines on skin—evidence of tears, sweat, and ocean air.

Each story is an echo of a life lived, a love remembered, a truth finally voiced. The Salt Lines exists to honor those moments and preserve them, so they stay on this earth, where they belong.

Because everyone has a story. And every story matters.

Fire Tower Psalm

Is that all?

I rest in the fire tower,

calling in the fires from afar.

One day, I think you’ll miss me—

when I no longer call the flames

from your home.

Cherry cola,

and a light in my hand,

with my brothers and sisters

laughing,

calling in the fun.

You can always come—

but you never do.

I left the world

for a little piece of heaven,

while you still see yourself

as special.

I chased the smoke

to a foreign land,

across the country,

and there you’ll find me—

in my tower,

calling in the fire

to save you

from your own demise.

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