Away For Too Long

by Kirk Verner Wake up, wander the streets, wind stings my eyes, I have forgotten what a real prairie breeze feels like. Bones rattle, vibrating like loose hubcaps. Tear ducts open like floodgates, rinsing debris from my irriguous eyeballs. Hair swirls as if a cyclone is manhandling out-stretched treetops in a petrified forest. My sweater, … Continue reading Away For Too Long

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