longest stretch since I started this thing. I have been
paralyzed, it seems, by ennui and a blank perspective.
Many thoughts and images stream by, but it seems
unecessary to share them. Long, long light. A million
tiny bugs suspended in light. Summer grass, smoke in
the air, bosque burning. Brilliant gold and hot, until the
sun drops and the cool air rises off the field.

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