August 15, 2019

I turn uphill, and the world shifts against me. My legs begin to worry. I imagine the quad muscles like coils on a stove top — quiet and cold at first, then a faint red, creeping up the spectrum and sharpening to orange, and then finally to a temperature so hot the col...

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