The Morning After
It was eerie to look up in the sky this morning on my way to work. Even on a cloudless sky, there are always a few contrails. This morning there were no clouds and no contrails. Luckily, this is the only direct evidence I’ve seen of yesterday here in central Virginia.
There is still no World Trade Center. There is still a gaping wound in the Pentagon. Countless thousands will not be coming home.
Wednesday 09.12.2001 ![]()
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