The air smells like fire
The sun is gone
Open windows bring in the sounds of a couple struggling
Breaking up
While the scent of everything burning lingers on
“I just wanted to feel something”
A woman’s voice cries from the top of her lungs
A man’s voice travels behind her, in an unintelligible mumble
His clothes filtering embers
Their fight fades into the wash of traffic
The smoke and fire drowned out their voices
Church bells crash in a ten o’clock gong
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