Tire Tracks Through Snow Under Anchorage Train Line

Orange low-angle light washes the back alley in copper tones beneath the rusted steel skeleton of an elevated train line. Thick mist hangs heavy in the dead of winter air, softening the distant brick walls while the fresh snow remains stark white. Deep tire tracks cut dark, wet lines through the pristine surface, their ridges filled with slush and grit. The metal supports loom overhead, casting long, sharp shadows that stretch across the frozen ground. A faint glow from a distant streetlamp reflects off the icy patches near the curb. at the edge is a single streak of mud clinging to the edge of a tire tread imprint.