Daily Archives: September 9, 2020

This Thing

It’s not a thundering but a rhythmic stutter, a seizing beat, a rapidfire-horse-hooves-in-the-mud kind of pounding, like it could break through its bone cage, a strange clattering of opened-wing hopes and clutched-talon fears, a gasping, reaching, aching kind of pulse, … Continue reading

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