Six Shots —

By John L. Malone Six shots ring out.Fat, hollow bangsricocheting against the wallsof the night.I tense waiting for a cryof pain,a howl of distress,a ruckus of some sort,someone doing a runner from the commissionof a crime,an active shooter on the prowl, who maybeis not done yet.But there is nothingonly a twitchy silencea dead emptiness for […]

Six Shots —

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