[this is playing on Dave Bazan's song "Lost My Shape"]
The sky over Vancouver is lit up. A thunder-storm moved in over downtown for the fireworks show. Lightning strikes behind the colored explosions. Just after sunset, the sky is glowing an eery red—maybe a bit orange.
I used to feel like a forest fire too. But it didn’t last. Fire and fireworks are like that, they are unsustainable. I’m not sure that I ever glowed, but if I did, I don’t think the glow was me. Fire and sunsets can do funny things with color.
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