I'm calling to tell you that the hail is back. Hammering on the windows, tap dancing like a drunk clown. Rattling around my head like a misremembered pop song. Lyrics: muffled, almost in a foreign language. Rhythm: splintered. The leftovers of a tune, ke… Read on blog or Reader Eunoia Review Read on blog or Reader To No One In Particular By perfectsublimemasters on August 24, 2024 I'm calling to tell you that the hail is back. Hammering on the windows, tap dancing like a drunk clown. Rattling around my head like a misremembered pop song. Lyrics: muffled, almost in a foreign language. Rhythm: splintered. The leftovers of a tune, keeping me awake until four thirty-eight in the morning, crescendoing into fireworks […] Continue reading Comment Like You can also reply to this email to leave a comment.

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