Finishing my coffee, I walk to the edge of the porch and stop short: the western horizon is a dark battleship gray, an anti-sunrise.
Daily short takes from an Appalachian hollow
Finishing my coffee, I walk to the edge of the porch and stop short: the western horizon is a dark battleship gray, an anti-sunrise.
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I’d stop short too.
Tension and no release.
A mix of concern and disappointment.