Monday, September 18, 2017

The Storm


The lightning strike and roll of thunder were so close as I walked into the house this afternoon I could smell the sizzle of the air and my teeth vibrated in my head.
I paused just to smell the crisp tang of ozone frying the air.
Perhaps I paused too long, but I never felt more alive.

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