winter haze (400)

the city is indecisive tonight. late-evening sunlight glitters weakly off a myriad of glass, a maze of cars and buildings and filters through thin lace curtains. in the not-so far-off  distance, there's a series of factories and houses all burning fires. smoke rises, hangs heavy and congested in the air, curls into the buildings themselves… Continue reading winter haze (400)

as if in a dream

the car glides over the road, slashing through puddles and churning water up. windshield wipers sway back and forth, trying to clear the rain. it's pointless, new drops fall as quickly as they're cleared. the world is hazy, blurred to dreamlike quality, narrowed to this bubble. response to this challenge.