September 7th, 2011
mrsgeiger

The sky today was slate-hued, and the smoke from Bastrop moved west into Austin, creating a flurry of health advisories to stay indoors. All daylong, fire truck engines set off down roads, and the urgent sounds of their sirens kept fires afar and those popping up around town in the forefront of thought. At dusk, the crescent moon even in paleness is set against a mostly now-blue sky, though the taste of smoke lingers. Children have been fed and bellies are full, and we are out, leaving house and kitchen a mess. Sometimes one just has to forsake obligation for poetry. —Evening neighborhood stroll, Austin

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But I've got a girl in the war, Paul
The only thing I know to do
Is turn up the music
And pray that she makes it through.
—Josh Ritter

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