A red vail traveled around town with me for a couple of days
finding itself an unlikely subject.
A woman wrapped in red observes a bright Market Square
from the shade of a tree.
Red likes to laze about listening to pre-teen hippie guitarists at the farmers market on a bright but cloudy late morning.
Seven AM in my living room makes Red Vail look like
the curtain at a burlesque show.
The thin fabric allows the sun to burn right through when back lit.
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