26 October 2007. Gray cloud halo, luminous and white, backlighting the magnolia. Sun almost unannounced. Contractor in faded orange tee, standing in front of long double-cab Tundra, cell phone in hand, gesticulating. His ear-piece a tiny moon rocket, ca. 1969... The history of wallboard...
Desert road to El Centro, the Coachella Valley, an inland sea, now baked dry, parched fields and endless rows of melon: cantaloupe, casaba... Aunt Sis in the bar downtown, low porch, opening to a high-ceiling room, always dark...indelible whiff of last night's drinks. It's Thanksgiving. We gather in the backroom cafe, linoleum counter, rounded edges. A platter of spaghetti...raised eyebrows....
The blessings...
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