Small sign hung crooked on the gatenotes: Beware the buzzing thingsseason’s…
Remember when I said I’d never complain about the rain again?The words were untrue.Even then I…
I fear it’s begun, the final stage,heralded by a rain bomb.As towns transform to reeking rubble,and people weep in the streets…
I read the champion’s book.Because of the significanceof the eyes of God,I set out to respondlegibly.Unchanged…
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