piano. stand-up bass. drums. sitting at my kitchen table listening to notes bouncing around the open space of a jazz song. the gray-white light of a January morning. the dark outlines of trees without leaves against a cloudy sky, looking fragile in their nakedness.
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today, on my walk to the coffee shop, frozen sidewalk with matted leaves, shattered glass, a woman’s shoe, a pack of cigarettes. the long shadow of a smokestack no longer in use. the shifting eyes of the stoplight. the story i’m left to tell.
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It’s Sunday night. I’m sitting downstairs alone. The room is lit by one soft lamp in the corner by the couch. The blinds are slightly open and I can see the blue flicker of TVs bouncing across several living room windows at random intervals. Bon Iver is playing on the stereo just loud enough to hear the slow strum of the acoustic guitar like a sad, distant train somewhere on the night horizon…
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