Ashleigh and Katherina [and J]

We walk out of the b and b at six a m, the sun is rising.

We are three and they are two females ages thirty three and twenty nine.

I am me.

We walked on the street of the town, Reminiscent of stars hollloe, population three thousand nine hundred ninety nine.

A few locals litter the landscape, perfect asphalt.

Katherina sits on a bench in the little park. We look at her as she looks toward the Eastern sun,  toward well fucking lit lowish branches of oaks and sycamores.

The light is white and we are not. But we are caucasians and the Earth is spinning. And the years go by as our species becomes a manhole cover.

https://youtu.be/c2HAHm02R1o

I love that Story.