Storm

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By Lara T. R.

They call her beautiful, and, indeed, she is. Beautiful in the way of a lightning strike – only when viewed from a distance. Up close, she will burn skin from bone.

She wears prisms of light in each strand of her hair. Every dead cell alive with the electricity that emanates from her soul.

Only scorched earth lies in her wake.

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5 thoughts on “Storm

  1. Nature is that way, storms, floods, fires, volcanos, earthquakes, the list goes on. If we pause with an open mind we can always see beauty draped in the destruction; perhaps that is the miracle of our world and our short sojourn therein! I enjoyed this piece and all your drabbles.

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