Late Light, No Ceremony
The backyard
She bent forward laughing, the sound arriving before I understood the joke. Someone held a can of beer without drinking from it. The grass had already gone gold at the edges, the day loosening into evening.
The backyard
She bent forward laughing, the sound arriving before I understood the joke. Someone held a can of beer without drinking from it. The grass had already gone gold at the edges, the day loosening into evening.