A flock of sparrows brushes low over the cosmos. One petal falls. I look at the sky behind it.

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Late Frost

I saw a dried blade of grass in the autumn sun bend in the wind, touch the ground, and rise again. For a moment, the sky showed through.

Breeze

The sky I saw from the bus window this morning stayed in the same spot for a long while. I slowed my steps beneath it, too.

Shimmer

I stared blankly at the sky where the sparrows had passed for a while. The evening light spread red across the water's surface; it was that kind of day today.

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