Stalled in the Crossroads

15 Aug

I’ve been stalled in the crossroads of a Midwestern town.  The wind from an impatient storm whips around me, whispering for me to rush rush rush.  In the dark clouds, there are dangerously beautiful swirls, and I want to look away, but I know that I cannot.

The sun is shining in the towns around me and the locals make their yellow-windowed homes under tin roofs.

And I spin into the clouds.

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Posted by on August 15, 2011 in Daily Happenings


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