T HE DAY was over. Th e pink and slate and lavender streaks would have been white clouds if he could have been closer to them. But pink faded into lavender, and lavender into slate as the evening sky came down to meet that last evidence of the day that had just been...
"A Place Not on the Map,"
Sketch: Vol. 35
, Article 5.
Available at: http://lib.dr.iastate.edu/sketch/vol35/iss3/5