Monday, January 15

• The grey sillhuette of a bird sittin on the telephone wire. It takes off, and suddnly is traformed to the fluerecent green fire of a parakeet. Lands on another wire, and fades again.
• A new pattern  on the small upstairs window, one which empbodies the shape of the rain. teh drak dust now gradates into transclucency. Some linear scratches are drawn into the opaque upper area, like bold brushstrokes.

• On the side of the pavment  are two lare bones, connected by the remanants of a tendon. The unexpected hunter within the city. Images of warewolves.

• The long shadows cutting across the phosphorent glow of the post-rain grass. The sky behind is still gray and misty, intensifying the bright green.

• the circle of fire hollowing out the center of the cloud crouching above the building.