Thursday, March 06, 2008
Monday, March 03, 2008
CUTTING ROOM FLOOR
Various sentences I've decided not to use:
Vehicles flow in clusters through the dark city, trailing lines of red and white; clusters of traincars clatter around the trackloop above then outward.
The morning faces opposite—caps of faded flesh embedded in gray coats, chins tucked into collar fronts.
His green jacket—once darker green, now barely—expires just above his knees, and those knees pale buttons peeking through ragged jean threads.
Various metals and glass formerly latent in the vast urbanity turn star bursts as she passes through the particular spaces at which the surfaces direct their light.