it's the moment the light flickers & you know what's coming next.
The storm is approaching, battering the trees, throwing the leaves,
screaming.
Oh, the screaming.
Even your light fixtures get scared,
flickering.
People flicker, too.
They see the storm &, for just but a moment, spook.
The storm is nearing, the anger, the hate, the
screaming.
They flicker away.
People flicker, too.
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Inklings
Poetryjust a little collection of flash fictions, one-liners, poetry, & other things i've written over the last few months.
