Junkyard Quotes 1-4, Week 1

On the plane.

From Frankfurt to Rome.

1. Land like tiny knit squares--symmetrical rows of neutrals, browns, beiges and reds.
2. Grazing through cloud heads accented with gray--like white light cut through by the plane's wing.
3. Mountains, like great waves crashing through the clouds, frozen under the weight of their icy caps.
4. The clouds dabble and reveal some small blob of metropolis--all house tops and metallic cars.