As sun set the car barn underwent a temperature inversion causing a dense fog to rise from the puddles where tracks once where. I opened the Yellowstone-sized doors and watched the bank roll out into downtown Mitchell.
2005. The stage in front of the cafeteria, as it was.
Gaskets still organized on nails beside the power plant. This used to be a maintenance room, but since its roof and walls were torn down, it’s not any kind of room.
At night the city lights blast through the broken windows, casting crazy colors through the off-white interior of the mill.
Stained windows and sheet metal catch the sunset from across the Ohio River.
We can lie like sinners Breathe the air like children And you could lead and I could follow All those times are gone “Duluth” by Trampled by Turtles
The roof had structures bigger than most buildings in South Bend.
Pillsbury from across the Mississippi River and Stone Arch Bridge from the roof of the Washburn Crosby Elevator (aka Gold Medal Flour).
One boat comes into port while three wait. The birds, fat from spilled grain, circle overhead. Arista 100.