The last, "Hey, see you tomorrow"... the first chartreuse cholla spine. - Dolan Geiman
The last guitar chord. The last neon flickering letter “T”. The last broken window. The last cinderblock dust. The last rusted Chevrolet door handle. The last “Hey, see you tomorrow.” The first chartreuse cholla spine. The first horned lizard. The first mule deer hoofprint in the sand. The first sun shadow on the distant hills. The first conversation between stone and sky.