Today the dust has appeared. It happens sooner than this, usually. A few months of being pocketed in winter, a false spring, and then the dust. The sky is an indistinct dry grey. The sea is an ancient mirror, leeching black flowers at the edges, muffled under fluff.
Monday 30 March 2009
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