Dirt city, malleable in afternoon wind, cemented in morning dew, and again. Dumpster fire at dawn below the highway overpass, grit combusting under press of a firehose. Smoke signaling motorists: "We, mud-caked children cracking in the sun!" A sense of extinguishing lost in transit.
Monday, January 7, 2013
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