Night, and Light
Tuesday, May 4th, 2010
No buildings, only squares of light on an inky black canvas night out the window just now. Dripping rain, splattering on the already-sleek courtyard. A siren headed up the street towards the hospital a few blocks away. I stand and take the photo through the open window, click. Holding tight so my phone doesn’t fall 7 stories to the ground.
Thinking about how stories begin, and end, like this. Details against a canvas of night, sounds echoing against ears, a patchwork of lighted windows. A remembered, or forgotten, twist in the story of a house, a neighborhood, a year, a life. Light, dark, lights on dark. And then?
