First, there was a crack

in the sky

a silent lightning bolt

just over head

the rain fell

and the ants

drowned

some did, anyway

the hunter

crossed deserts, gardens,

my yard, your yard,

then the desert once more

seeking prey not found

in any of those places

getting restless, shooting

fruitlessly at shadows

and the wind

the mermaids left the seas

a long time ago

they were waiting for something

else, not that it matters

they weren’t there to see it

and neither were you

but I’m awful glad

I can at least

tell you about it

because

the second thing that

happened was low hum

loud enough to...

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