Entry for Madison Woods’s 100x100 Project
Submitted 10/26/2012
Wednesday in November
Everything is late this morning.
In the chilly silence when I went out for the paper it
wasn’t there. So dark—great banks of clouds
holding back the dawn.
Only later did I hear the thrum of tires, click of gears,
and thump as the paperboy on his bike flung it into the yard. It won’t have the
news we all stayed up late to hear this morning. And it’s still not decided.
They’ll count and bluster and hold press conferences and file lawsuits.
But the clouds have
lifted with the sun, and there it is at last. Another day.
100 words.
1 comment:
Very nice, and timely...I like very much. Thanks so much for stopping by mine
Boomie Bol
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