Vitriolic

megaphone speakers on wooden post
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The viriol spewed.  It came in shrilling drips.  I thought it was a ghost that ran away from its post.  The earth heaved and moaned as if in unison with a runaway locomotive, creating a fissure so wide I became atrophied.

 

© Norma Bobb-Semple 2018

 

 

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