• Poem: Blast Radius

    There’s a small circle in the beginning. It gets bigger and bigger with each ring. Around and around, knocking everything to the ground. Gaining speed, the people have all disappeared. The small circle is no longer a circle but an oval. It expands, contracts, and expands even more. The whizzing sound from before is heard

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