Vanishing Act

This morning I walk in a mist. On the first portion of my daily stroll the cloud of night is lifting up beyond the shopping center roofs.

I continue my route. Greet a couple where their path intersects with my own. Traffic hurries past on the busy street, headlights on to vanquish the last of the mist. No need for sunglasses this morning.

The cloud has ascended now. I turn for home, ready to retrace some of my earlier steps.

There they stand, across the street and several large lots away. Straight, parallel, vanishing into the still rising fog. The radio towers have flashing lights on top, but you need imagination to see them this morning.

Vanishing Act


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