“DOWN TO THE SEA” Chris Lord

He could see the sea from between the walls rearing on either side of the street. It glistened, a liquid light at the end of the tunnel of stone and glass, beckoning him. It was so hot that even the birds had quieted, and the cicadas were nearly deafening in the midst of the otherwise silence. The noonday sun shimmered off the long lean lines of the telephone poles like thin trails of sweat, the perspiration of cables and crows. No one else was insane enough to wander around at this temperature, but after the fiasco at home, he enjoyed the emptiness and abandon now. He focused on the distant waves and tried not to care if she’d ever return.

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