Tuesday, the slow movement of a steel monster consuming glass house to house. The men in armor play with ladders.

Joe Aranda in San Francisco, United States

September 17th, 2013, 7am

It’s the sound I wake up to on these particular days— the clunk of metal punished by falling objects, the rising sound of the monsters breath, pulling forward and collecting methodically down the street. In time it is gone, moved on to the next block. I stare down the window and see the men in armor set up their ladders against the tower next door. They climb up, then down. They carry serpents that spew water. This street, Tuesdays mornings.