the Noctuary

a journal for dark hours. all original content by c.a.sisk. By day, I am Whimsical Combustion.

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in a few hours - the morning rush.  c.a.sisk

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after hours at Santa Cruz boardwalk. c.a.sisk

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there was so much moisture in the air, everything was halos and clouds. c.a.sisk

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early hours moon. c.a.sisk

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still lost in Oakland. c.a.sisk

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spotlight on 101. c.a.sisk

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lost in Oakland, Martin Luther King Way. c.a.sisk

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bills ghostly green. c.a.sisk

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schoolbus brigade. c.a.sisk

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long drive. c.a.sisk

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filtered. c.a.sisk

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she’s a beauty. c.a.sisk

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notsee. c.a.sisk

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stop all way.  c.a.sisk 

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flying. c.a.sisk

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bright lights, big bay. c.a.sisk

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lonely road. c.a.sisk