patricia_writes (patricia_writes) wrote,


Cross-posted previously at mind_spark under other username.



Blue glitter from a Vegas showgirl’s eyelids sparkles against the tar of the pavement. I glance up. Fragments of the spring sky have shattered and fallen at my feet.

Maybe the autumn winds were too strong last night. Now, bits of atmosphere cluttered my parking space.

Perhaps a star fell through, punching through the dome of blue above me. The star burnt to nothingness in the atmosphere, but the shards of sky made it to the ground nonetheless.

What will come through next? I wonder. Angels, perhaps, who’ve fallen from Heaven to rest atop Christmas trees. Possibly something darker from the outer reaches of space? Aliens could land just in time for Halloween.

The breeze blows the blue glitter across my shoes and into a puddle where a cigarette stub floats.

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