13.11.08

Little did we know it would descend.



We came home to the flat slab instead of the folded roof and half-black walls we had known. The only verticality left is the chimney, as in the days of old.

In this way a pin is transformed, drivers shove the brakes, the talk about a landmark changes from practical and past-referencing ("just past the burned down house") to speculative and future-based ("what will it be?"). They were giving away a smoke-coated mirror laid on the lawn by the road.

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