April 2010
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the longer i dwell in one place, the slower i am to pack out of it. i’m stacking my bags in the back seat, then driving to Philly.
the setting sun aft, 300+ miles afore, threading through pale green and lilac valleys, cruising quiet asphalt byways to northern Virginia.
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fading, hillside houses submerged beneath blue burnished clouds; one white plume from the foam-rubber factory scribbles the twilight in two.