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The Short Form

“Hurricane with Neon-Colored Rocks”

Shane Jones


Daniel closed his eyes and imagined a hawk tearing apart the throat of a Hurricane, himself a giant who lifted up a leaf of sky to peek inside. He saw himself as a mongoose holding a rope in his teeth, running circles around the Hurricane, and, then, he was in a deep sleep with Iamso against him, dreaming of a group of men as tall and thin as trees.

We read it in BombBlog.