peregrine by nature

african dust is kicked up and blown west on the trade winds where it freezes in midair and falls on your tongue and mittens.

Ten minutes after I took this the dust rolled over us and the sky went nearly black.
In this post: Wiki about the harmattan. How snowflakes are formed.

Years later I still remember eyes that met mine on city streets and in museums, on car rapides and in the village. We’re only souls poured into skin, I could have been anyone.