Friday, May 27

Unbroken


They had 24 minutes to escape the twister

Hiding under a stairwell,
Or in airless closets,
Praying in bathtubs,
Clinging to children,
As walls and roofs peel away

Wind whips
Uprooting oak and cottonwood,
Tossing pick-up trucks and tractors

Fence flying like a
Metal bird

Couch in treetop
Chandelier on sidewalk
Everything inverted

Crystal vase, strangely unbroken
Surrounded by an avalanche of loss


2 comments:

  1. The article that inspired this poem was really extraordinary. Amazing how so many survived!

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