just_now raze in the gummed-up glimmer seized by this slow-spreading stain of night from distant lampposts and a string of white christmas lights wrapped around a neighbour's deck, i watched a gaze of raccoons shuffle from my driveway's curb cut to the place where the pavement meets the mouth of my garage. these three stole a moment from their work to acknowledge me. then they scaled the fence that divides her turf from mine and disappeared down the other side. 240823 what's it to you? who go blather from