Clearing

In the yard. Collecting tomatoes before the first frost. Most are rotting.

Playing soccer with a friend when suddenly half the players fall to the ground. Saying "swish" and waving my arm with a dramatic flourish I knock the remaining players to the ground, with the exception of my friend.

I kick Rufus into a river. I feel bad. He comes back.

Walking to a clearing in a forest with my friend. A crowd of people surrounds a large, geometric indentation a few feet deep in the grass. They are waiting for the spaceship.

Trying to light someone's cigarette. The lighter has plastic film close to the nozzle.

"If gas only used friend can never leave."