Flash Fiction: Poetry, “Storm”

Today, it's been storming like crazy. Doesn't bother me, though- there's something magical about Southern thunderstorms. It's in the warm air, quick breezes, the wind chimes and thunder mingling together... When I was a kid, we would open all the doors and windows and let the sounds pour through the house, where they'd sync up... Continue Reading →

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