Our Electricity Is Out
out electricity went off
no TV
no internet
no lights
no computer
no TV
We live in an underground house
it is blood black here
I flip flashlights on along the way
use my fingers to make puppets on the ceiling
my husband rallies for a second
thinking the lights have returned
he is an optimist, but without a TV set now
our hundred and fifteen pound puppy is whimpering
She has never been inside the house without a TV talking
we travel to the porch in a pack, my husband, two dogs and I
It is a monsoon out here, a monsoon in Kansas
I want to warm up a piece of pie
but the microwave won’t work
or the oven
thunder rumbles in from the west
the rain sounds like hail now
we have been without TVs or computers for eighteen minutes
How much more can we stand?
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