The sky is different here— on the equator everything looks big as a planet. I’ll be waiting at the tracks, out back, our secret place where clouds stack thicker than water, sky milk-heavy over dark pine teeth. Metal on the wind like a rolling moan, scrape of steel, rust in the air. Lungs pull more, oxygen-red, down here on the equator. Nerves tighten and thrum. … Continue reading FLORIDA MAN IGNORES WARNING AND IS STRUCK AND KILLED BY TRAIN by Yann Rousselot