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The Sniper

Mike Berger, Ph.D.

A Roman legion is marching in my head.
Stepping in rhythm to my heart beat. The
bells in the tower strike ten times; standing
so close to those giant bells deafened my
ears and shook me to my toes.

Vermillion turkey vultures sail over head; they are
waiting to pounce. In my rifle scope appears a
long-haired kid carrying a dozen books. My shot
rings out and the kid’ blood blended with the
cement.

A blonde girl dropped her books as she screamed. She
stood transfixed; too horrified to run. A single shot
ends her terror.

I laugh at the rotunda processor. He is too corpulent
to run. He wobbles like a penguin; a single shot to
the back of his head ended his cravings for food.
forever.

Choose carefully, you only have two rounds. The
woman in a white lab coat is crouching covering
her head. A single shot brought her down. .

I hear the police sirens in the distance. They grow
louder every moment. I take the note from my pocket
and place it under a spent shell casing. I put the
muzzle of my rifle in my mouth, I count to three and
I pulled the—.

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