Twice by audry

Within the neck of his hoodie he hid his nose and mouth, trying not to cry. He raced down the stairs and outside into the skyglown summer night. He tried to go one way but kept falling over, as the bees flew up to meet him the grass and the crust of the earth around what there materially was of his being lit up like a flash photo.

At the end of the little pond with the Wire mesh fencing up the steep banks Shadows cast by overhanging tree branches Appear to wriggle like snakes, song, talk, motion, pink, narrativizing the shimmering of sunlight in a creek, Rope clanging against the mast echoing down a path straddled by two fences

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