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January 2019, vol 14 no 4

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Cory Borisko

Boulevard Dogs

Just before sunset, a suffocating breeze penetrates my lungs. A cigarette struggles with its last breath, gasping and taunting and flickering lifeless between two fingers. The boulevard is full of life, vestiges of green in a barren concrete landscape. Brown dogs, dancing to the sound of automobile engines, make this their temporary home. A refuge from the sand and forgotten buildings that line these busy streets.

a moment passes
the twisting silence of sounds
another cigarette