Bullies
They’re full of what bulls do best
Sep 3, 2018 · 7 min read
Not again, Dar mumbled, shaking his head slowly.
He clenched his teeth. His ears burned, he drew breath in cadence, short and measured. He popped his knuckles and shook his shoulders, letting tension flow down the length of his arms and trickle out through his fingertips. He cracked his neck and set his feet. He ripped off a plain T-shirt and tossed it aside. A bead…



