The Somnambule's Crime
That
Small Town Feeling
There is a glacial lake in Brazil above which nacreous clouds only reflect burnt almonds. It is really a mirror above a wooden medicine cabinet. Betty is the overseer of the neighboring assembly line in her pale lemon autumn dress. She is inspired by the ideals of efficiency giving off the odor of almonds which clings to the work gloves and some blackbirds that wander in from the lake. Birds are often useless. Another pleasant shortfall. Someone should copyright it so it won’t be available.