Storm
March 30th 2005 Thunder today.
I sit outside, listening, while my spaghetti cooks. Waiting for the rain. The riotous birds are silenced at each outburst of the clouds, then start up again in full concert. I go back to cooking, catch a few flashes out of the corner of my eye, then come outside again.
A woman across the courtard and a floor up pokes an inquisitive nose out, assesses the sky, and yanks a sw
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