an observation

I am lying in bed. It is dark. I can hear techno music. It appears to be coming from a particular house across the road. The house that is inhabited by a number of people who appear to be less than 25 years old. The house that about once a month emits techno music well after midnight. Continue reading “an observation”

an observation

A woman is pushing a child in a stroller up a hill and out of the park. It is afternoon. The sky is beginning to darken and the temperature has dropped a little. The child’s red face is wet with tears and perhaps snot. She(?) opens her mouth and lets out a series of high pitched, drawn out sounds. These sounds echo around the nearby buildings. As our paths cross, I offer the woman a small crinkle-eyed smile.  Continue reading “an observation”

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