Twice bitten…

It was the summer of 2009 and Michael Jackson had just died. When my cousin ran breathless to tell me the news, I laughed. I thought, surely this must be a prank. He was not even sick. How was that even possible? But sure enough, Michael Jackson was dead. That should have been a foreboding, …

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the sprawl

The bats have gone. Save for a few solitary strangers that drift around from time to time. Stragglers. It made sense that they would leave this suddenly. They had arrived almost as unceremoniously, almost a month ago. A large colony, at least a million strong. We had gone to bed one night and woken up …

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