Wednesday, February 6, 2019

Digging in Strange Holes after it Rains

The hole opened after the rain, at first it was an inch across perfect for a baby snake. A day later, it grew to six inches. The following day it was twelve inches. I grabbed a shovel and started digging.  Suddenly, light poured from the ground. What was down there? I dug it wider and dove in.

The air was cool then warm. I splashed into water that tasted like the ocean and felt like the Caribbean. 

I looked up; the hole I jumped through, now it was a tiny black speck. How was I going get home?

I wasn’t.

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