An Ode To Parking Lots

by John Noire

^{Photo Credit: Terrible Records}

Author’s Note: This piece is part of The Lot, the first volume of SUM FLUX (Edition 2). Read more about this zine and its theme here: https://sumflux.substack.com/p/volume-1-the-lot

Parking lot. A place that used to have meaning until it didn’t. A place where you and your friends used to kick it.

Parking lot. A place where new albums went through the ‘car test’. A place where you got some much-needed rest.

Parking lot. A place that now serves as the foundation of a new apartment complex. A cherished place, a lost space, an asphalt embrace that vanished…without a trace.

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Further Listening

[1] Solange, True (2012)

Further Reading

[1] Hanif Abdurraqib, On Believing, The Paris Review

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