Glory and Heartache

You know when it runs away from you and you get that leap in your belly and the yelps come out of you, like you’re all just vomiting sound and you can’t help it and it’s all uncontrollable and loud, and you can’t see anything but that little white tail?

And how you know–you just know–in that moment, what it is to be alive?

My god, the glory and heartache of a rabbit, running.

I can smell them too.

It’ll be happening soon.