A Sudden Dryness
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A sudden dryness to the weather and a pervasive, golden heat. There is dust in every breath and I can’t stop coughing. The stalks of the grasses are in that green/brown phase and they nod with the freight of their ripening seeds. A butterfly, exhausted, rows its ragged wings across the meadow. The air is viscous but it carries on. I wonder if it knows that it will die in just a day or two.
