Sunday, October 2, 2011

Fall 2011

It's drizzling, and the fresh rain kicks up grit perfume. it hangs in the air and you can taste it between your teeth. the huskies won. the seahawks lost. men and boys in hoods are angling in the duwamish, which smells like the fish are decomposing in the water. autumn feels normal.

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