Three Sunrises from Amtrak; Desert

Star-lit, the desert dreams the night away. Ghost-shapes merge and pale and vanish. Vista fades into vista under stars that swirl like fireflies and fail. Dawn fumbles at the rim and sky and desert like a mammoth shell open their distances in mother-of-pearl.

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