A City of the Desert

August 19, 2006

A city of the desertI am adjusting myself to Los Angeles; the absence of clouds at noon, the smoky view of distant hills, palm trees and oranges dotting the landscape. Crickets incessant nighttime chorus, air-conditioned buses and lack of transfers, cactus (cacti) scattered undergrowth, leafy banana trees in fruit and green persimmons. Flags waving in hot fitful breezes, TV newscasts and newspapers largely ignored. A city of the desert

Sun-glassed-eyed people with personalized license plates, bottle water sold by the case; Costco and Target & Jamba Juice are points of destination. A house with a velvety cat underfoot behind you, adoring 11-months gurgles of speech with hand claps and pacifiers rotation, attempted crawling now replaced by motivate efforts of erect posture and short walks; her sister runs throughout barefoot, inside and out, while examining, amusing, curiosity, while stealing the attention from her sister.


Shrek 4-D, Waterworld, false street fronts and houses awaiting destruction. Jaws lurks below the watery depths, while water-spitting dinosaurs and classic cars crashing fly into the air, the earthquake shatters the dim bustling of a subway, while fans pointing downward with streams of water transformed into cool mists onto the hot, sweaty crowds.

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  • Reply Karen August 22, 2006 at 11:43 pm

    Palm trees! That’s so Cali hehe. I always see images of it on TV and stuff, and it looks so nice.

    Hope you had fun! Welcome home ๐Ÿ™‚

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