The beast hisses loudly, announcing its arrival. Its footsteps tremble the earth With clangs like a Smith’s hammer. \ Its beak-shaped head pierces the Humid Monday afternoon like a Pellet from a determined barrel. \ With metallic roars And battle-ready horns It clears its path and charges forward. A busy…

I remember creating my first social media account and being prompted to follow a suggested list of popular accounts. I remember asking for a follow back from every new person I followed, both friends and strangers. I remember the flood of unusual excitement that followed a ping from my phone…