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Gary Eaton

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I watch in helpless awe as the tornado weaves in, avoiding the empty silos, taking aim at the full corn crib and tearing it apart, first picking off pieces of tin roof and metal rafters, then the plywood walls and joists, finally delving down and exploding the corn upward and outward, and flinging it all around, like a giant merry-go-round centrifuge going madly to pieces ...

pitter patter
corn seed showers
on vacant acres