It is huge, it goes as far as your eye can see, farther. They say there's a tornado watch in Mississippi, south Mississippi and Louisiana on the radio. So I look to the east, and the horizon is blackening. There's a mist in the air, like that dull eery quiet before a storm breaks. The rain brings out color, everything just gets so bright.
Dirt is like copper.
We're racing the storm north out of Mississippi. I'm driving through a swampy forest right now. The road bisects it, flat line down the middle. I feel like Frankenstein, with the sparks flying out my fingers. The Southwest is wide open spaces and this makes you feel expansive and free.