Early morning on the Gulf coast

fog coats every windshield 

every stoplight a red yellow green lighthouse 


Late afternoon, 

the heat smothers everything 

wisps of thunderstorms in the distance


Early evening,   July

the air still as a line of laundry 

maybe it won't rain 


Blurred horizon breeds

cloud ghosts

until there is only the rumor of

a muted sunset 





thanks to Dreamvirus for the title 

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