
Shaken loose
April 18, 2008I took the bed gliding back and forth as a sign. This was no tornado, spinning everything scattered. This was no sharp, stiffening blizzard.
Iowa, not usually earthquake country, trembled beneath me, shook me loose.
I took the bed gliding back and forth as a sign. This was no tornado, spinning everything scattered. This was no sharp, stiffening blizzard.
Iowa, not usually earthquake country, trembled beneath me, shook me loose.
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