Smothered in smoke

As the wildfires from the West in Canada attack the skies in the East, the sunset bleeds—smothered in smoke and sorrow. Ash drifts like forgotten prayers, settling on rooftops, rivers, and the backs of birds in flight.

The horizon glows not with peace, but with a fierce, orange rage— a sun choked behind curtains of haze, casting a ghostlight over distant towns.