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JulyPoWriMo 8

The storms passed through as all storms do these days 
suddenly without warning expected
the phantom buzz on your phone leg every
time precipitation accumulates
intimating more dangerous weather
that almost surely comes sooner rather
than later this is the way the world ends
with a notification we ignore
because the alternative is checking
our devices so often that nothing
matters other than anticipation
resigned to this constant present moment
it might rain today if it passes by
everything we think we know is a lie

By Joshua Keiter

reader, writer, actor, singer, teacher