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  • Writer's pictureSam Baker

Day 53 isolation

Summer is coming. It is a threat. it will be Brutally hot. This morning is cool and beautiful. Transcendent in beauty. cool. Alive. But the sky. Around the edges. is lighter. almost white. the white that portends the washed out sky. the great heat.

Like someone throws powdered sugar around the edges of the deep blue ceiling of a dome. A powdered sugar vignette.


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