January 13, 2010

Roman Candle, Interstate, Winter

The car flutters along the crystal covered highway as Jackson drives but also views himself from the side of the road.  Noisy children fight.  The family passes under the bridge and Jackson stands on the side of the interstate watching his own car slipping off the road as he holds up a Roman Candle projecting balls of blue, red, and orange colored whispers that burn as they tear through the sky and the dreams of the family.  Metal wraps around concrete and the warm remains of the Roman Candle, fall to the earth and melt the immediate snow.  The smell of fireworks linger and penetrate the senses with no sign of fading. 

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