halloween.it comes many times during the year.
last night while playing basketball.the air should have been cold but wasn't.a fire was burning between two trees that were backlit by stadium lights.white smoke bleeding through.there was the moon,low and yellow and huge.wedged by leaves and rooftops.kids on bikes circling the courts.(making no sounds)a strange assortment of volleyball adults looking out of time,dancing in the indoor courts.illuminating my tennis shoes.the sweet coke from mcdonalds resting on the sidelines,waiting there with my old black vampire jacket.16 straight three point shots going swish.a letter forgotten in the branches.a barely-there smell-wood burning maybe,or pie.the blacktop aroma of my hands.the echo of the ball hitting ground.my accidental mix cd.(pianos & angie hart).the need for driving slow.sheer reversal.a clean room.magic.music in silence.