SEEKING CHROME REFLECTIONS ON A DUSTY ROAD

The sun beat down intensely on the parched earth, kicking up motes of dust with every passing vehicle. The road stretched before me, a ribbon of cracked asphalt snaking through this arid expanse. I squinted, my eyes drawn to the shimmering reflections in a discarded chrome bumper, lodged amongst the tumbleweeds. It was a fleeting moment of beauty,