off moments settle
like feathers in the pale dusk.
the quiet, forsaken ones whisper
secrets of lingering discontent.
too often taken for granted,
these shallow pauses are more immense
than the mightiest coyote’s thirst.
she stops to revel
at a shrinking rain puddle
in a deserted west Texas parking lot.
a loitering mosquito swells,
and the house wins again.
words and photos by Jay Halsey