knoxville walk

i walked this evening through the affluent neighborhood of kinsington in Knoxville, Tennessee, under a pregnant, saffron moon. walking fills me with humility; i get to feel the grand scale of life as it exists outside the car. the familiar slap-slap of my worn flip-flops, the occasional bark of purebred dogs. the faint snap crackle pop of electrical wires grew the closer i drew to the imposing, steel structures. standing under them, in the dip of two hills, the buzz was fairly terrifying. the night was beautiful and fresh.