clunking
The rhythm of our conversations is two people kicking a ball around aimlessly.
encompassing
Her shawl has rippling shades of blue, light and dark, as if a small ocean has settled around her shoulders.
purposeless
He stares in bemusement at his useless homework that his inebriated teacher won't bother to read.
replications
Along one avenue, each block seems to be copy and pasted, one to another. A succession of groceries, nail salons, pizzerias, and chain restaurants on repeat. (But there are some variations. A community bank, now and then. And sometimes the grocery store specializes in a certain cuisine.) Along another avenue, this one primarily residential, homes with their own small lawns give way to chains of homes with a flight of front steps and no lawn, followed by a block of project houses, then back to the homes with the front steps.
shedding
The park is all bare trees pawing at the sky, and leaves that have settled in rustling folds on the grass.
single-minded
The dog pants ferociously during the game of fetch. She darts, gasping and growling, down the hallway as if the tennis ball is an escaped criminal she alone can bring to justice.
sorcerous
Three cats emerge from a salt marsh. First a pair, then a lone one with a black mustache and thick white fur. None of them have collars.
