Tonight is just a hot, unbearably August night. I can’t sleep down here in the basement. It’s dark, hot and the air has decided not to circulate thru this space. So my brother and I decided to head up onto the roof.
Here staring out into the clear night sky, we ponder the beauty of a New York City night and the full 360 degrees of possibilities for our future that could be out there.
Looking out to the east, we see the pending storm rolling in, that will surely create a rainy morning tomorrow.
But for now we just enjoy the beauty of the moment.
My brother shows me the new jeans that he wants to modify to fit in with his gang friends. He is hanging out with some guys that worry me. My friends tell me that those guys are gang members, but my brother says that they are just “cool” to hang out with.
Anyway, we take the razor blades and start to slice thru the bulge of the side seams. By opening them up, we are creating fringes that will flare out and ultimately create a white, vertical stripe standing up over the field of blue.
White, blue and blood red are the colors of his friend’s insignia.
Pending Storm in the Horizon,
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