Jersey City isn’t just an isthmus twixt Manhattan and continental New Jersey and by extension, America, it, like the rest of New Jersey, is a below sea level (oh come on, topography police, stay with me here) swamp. Rainy couple of days left a nice puddle in of the few remaining grassy lots. Soggy, ready for another wave of dandelion blooms. Nothing but blue skies and sunshine now. And, captured within the dark waters of the puddle is our world, that very same sky and caution children crossing sign and pennants swaying in the soft spring breeze, new used cars for sale, like a photograph, clear as a mirror, although not real the resemblance to reality remains undeniable, until we delve beyond appearance.
Friday, May 10, 2013
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