The Drop
It took a long time to fall, or else it took less than a second. The drop was thirty feet; gravity was acting on me at thirty-two feet per second squared. I can’t do the math but it’s obvious that . . .
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I would like to be a writer who, if I cannot convey things in themselves, captures the air as it touches the world. — Kyo Maclear