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Poems and prose for various contests over the course of the decade. |
| The sky darkens from bracing blue to charcoal blue As the air around us seems to electrify. The sun has hidden itself And the sky seems to grumble in pain. Streaks of white light bolt above Before a crash of thunder shakes the ground below us. We rush inside and huddle with our noses pressed to the glass As another flash hits a tree and starts a blaze. 8 lines. Free verse. Notes ▶︎ ![]() ![]() ![]() |