She slid around the corner like she was gliding across a pond.
"There's a softness in the world tonight," she said. "A power and a smell. A glistening sense of possibility."
I looked around, unable to sense anything. "Is there?"
"Yes. Definitely. Right here."
And she pointed. So I looked.
And saw nothing.

Later, she glided away. Back to her car.
And I sat in the diner. Listening for the glistening.
Still hearing nothing.
But somehow sensing it was there.
And... wanting to believe.
2 comments:
Cool! I'd never seen this video before.
Chick violinists on the beach rule.
Love this album and Graham is great. Really, this album in particular is so good…
Steven
www.stevenology.com
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