Learned silence
It’s afternoon on the playground. A group of older boys take over the basket; the floor smells of rubber and competition
At 5 o’clock at the door
Outside the high school, the gate vibrates like a giant drum. Cell phones tell the time and the rumor spreads by word of mouth
Tags & Threats
It was a gray afternoon downtown. In the direction, the light from the tubes made long shadows on open folders. The hallway smelled of rain and freshly used pens