First Rain


[View from my 4th and Market Street office, San Francisco, 7:15 AM, 9/13/09]

The city is anew. All through the night, rooftops pour old droppings down the faces of buildings, tires knead the spittage and dirt from crevices. Only people who really want or really need to be here show up at a time this early. In this morning, normally dim, all the streets glisten happily into the distance, into the dark.