the brightest flowers hardly smell at all

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August 24, 1999

Is summer over? It must be because we watched a Simpsons rerun, something we haven't done in months. Afterwards we walked up Fremont to the Swingside Cafe for dessert and coffee, a good poem in Real Change, evening breezes swept the sidewalk like a cold current, the moon a blur as if we were underwater.