big blue sky

The sky is big and blue, riddled with small clouds catching the orange light of the setting sun. Waiting for the train to stop, still looking at the sky, I thought it looked special. Watching a sky like that, you’d almost want to believe life is beautiful. On the way home, there is a police car in front of the church. There is also a hearse for that teenager that got shot down last weekend on the basketball playground next block. A detour to the deli. Unmarked police cars rushing by. A couple blocks away down the boulevard, there are more police cars blocking the street, and a web of yellow tapes. People gathered on the sidewalk. Another guy settling scores with a gun.