stillness Sunday morning after the insipid heat
fiction
edward w pritchard
Grace Slick of Jefferson Airplane an icon of a time long gone sings to me hauntingly " You are only pretty as you feel inside". The stillness is delightful early Sunday morning after the insipid heat and a brief interlude from the jangling air conditioners soon to erase all contemplation.
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