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In the desert the sky rules. Like how the vast and continuously shifting expanse of the ocean mesmerizes and dominates when you're on a shore or in a boat. The sky here has that effect. I've received texts like "go outside now" and know it's the sky again, impossible to shrug off, even when inside. In a still land whose earthly seasons are distinguished by subtle shades of silver, brown and olive green, it's the sky that brings on the frenzied colors. Or roaring, rolling layers of clouds. Or unflinching blue for days. Whenever I find myself conversing with someone outside, our eyes stay on the sky while we talk. We stand there, scanning the sky the same way we breathe its air. Like we have to stay aware to stay afloat lest we somehow drown. In the sky. I know it doesn't make sense. But that is how it feels. Like someday, any day now, there's going to be something we really, really need to know. And it's going to come from the sky.

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