Lines

Lines curving into letters. Lines pointing to horizons. Lines bent or straight. Lines intersecting. Lines separating infinitely.

Autumn piles up, points to winter. Lines of leaves piled high, then redistributed by cackling children sliding into the airy mounds. Lines pointing onward, onward, onward, when sometimes, one wants to remain, if only for a moment, a still point.

Chinatown Roof Line

Chinatown Roof Line

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