a Lunar Eclipse Unseen
Quarter to three in the morning. Clouds roll in — blocking the moon.
I had set the alarm to wake me at eight minutes past three. My plan was to wake Frankie, so we’d see the “red moon.”
Thanks to a bathroom call — and those clouds — I don’t need the alarm anymore.
piercing through drifting clouds
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