A poem.
We Touch Here (for my wife who loves thunderstorms)
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where these lines disperse
into the sky, wet letters
smearing off into black clouds.
Distant thunder
an old man muttering
slurred syllables.
Heat lightning,
a brief illumination
between the darks.
– B.R. Strahan
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