Paused beneath the

red stoplight’s luminance;

lulled by the engine’s purr

on a dark, drizzly morning; a

blood-splattered, noctilucent

mist reflects across the

untended windshield,

and he thinks of her

photo by: me!

Published by a.d.matthias

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