Fall’s First Scent
– It was a Thursday. The clouds were scattered in the sky the way pillows remain. Stilled, after a night on the battlefield of slumber, after hours of twisting and turning in the dark of night. They greet the morning light in the same manner. Soft white mounds with expanses in between. There was a darkening in the sky, amidst the bright blue stretch beyond the white bulbous forms. The air was beginning to turn, the way it does after the last embers of the fire are suffocated and their absence becomes filled and swept from memory. The scent of […]