State of Emergency

After the wind stops blowing

We will pull down the shades

The thunder rumbles past our yellow, one story apartment.

Standing close to the foamy shores

I can hear the newscaster murmur its warnings of another flash flood watch.

I adjust my headphones, picking up a Vogue to pass the time.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 6/3/2018 9:31:00 AM
I like the feel of this piece. Welcome to the soup, I think you will fit in nicely.
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Nancy Beckman
Date: 6/4/2018 3:43:00 PM
Thanks, Richard!