Monthly Archives: September 2014

Sunday evening

The dog outside is barking again. But this time his master kicks him. Or hits him. I’m not sure. But the bark strangles in his throat and then he is silent.

A teenager skateboards down the hill and it sounds like the wind.

I read about Biafra and listen to Highlife on Youtube. Just one song.

I eat cookies from the diner where we had dinner last night.

He has been gone for only an hour. But.

It is so quiet now.