fair warning: on block island or manhattan or in missouri, we can be a little salty
8.06.2011
dusk at the goose
Finally got to sit out on the porch last evening—it's been too hot. Got to watch the comings and goings at the cafe, on the highway and in the heavens, as the lemon-slice moon rose and the cumulus clouds shredded away.
Drunk at the goose. Oh wait. My bad. Dusk. I can't read.
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