sacred dusk...

i'm from texas. i know heat. heat is my

soul's familiar. i don't shirk it. deny it.

curse it. though,this summer i cry, 'uncle'.

i give.

i anticipate dusk like no other time of day.

the horizon turning off the flame.

a) brazos around chick's bend at dusk

b)over the brazos after sangria

c)trigger watching the catfish eat