Anodyne
Saturday, March 24, 2007
 
Wet pink petals on the little tree outside the front door.

Sky clearing, sun going down, deep grey-blue above the rooftops shading incrementally up to night. A plane's lights glittering up there, blinking, a little last sunlight silver on the wings and the belly of the fuselage.

Mojave 3 on the deck.

The crossbraces of the electrical tower in the alley, a vast constructivist silhouette against the sky.


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