Sunday, October 26, 2003

Southern California is on fire. The skies are tinged a strange orange-gray; the air is heavy and flecked; ash is caked in the cracks of the sidewalk outside our house. The fire, thankfully, is not near us, but the smoke continues to saturate our neighborhood. I send my thoughts out to everyone affected by this raging. And I send this story out, too, my own small contribution to the literature of fire.

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