The air’s not still, but it’s slow motion. Like colors in a dream. The sun’s still warm, and flowers still bloom, and a season’s worth of foliage sways overhead, in a hazy lingering-summer’s lazy way.
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Tag: october
october
Daylight fades, and gray roadways quiet, but for a distant chatter. Window lights…rectangles of gold…make ready for the night, and evening shadows trim the pavement.
The transition.
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