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a wildfire rages,
smoke clogs the ear, chokes the throat
swift third degree burn
weightless falling, a
body filled with air pockets
bursting, stinging. Breathe.
stunned, smack into hard
earth, clutching dirt, rising slow,
fight to stay grounded
the current is not
smooth, waves seek to drown, but still,
the river must flow
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And the Sun Came Up Tremendous
In memory of the 12 girls who were among the first victims of the atomic age. The screen on Mara's smartphone screamed beams of blue light into her eyes as she doom scrolled through social media. It was 4:13am, and she was still laying on her side in her bed unable to let go of the news headlines whipping past.
By Amanda Starks6 days ago in Fiction
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