Tagged: hurricane

the things that connect

the things that connect
us are very different from
those that divide us

we are a collectible
creature, configured to fit
.
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on the outermost

on the outermost
edges of a hurricane,
hidden from the eye,
there is an atmospheric
pull on the jagged corners
of our imagination,
a tremendous pressure
to unbuckle
.
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under a watchful

the morning

the morning
after the hurricane
neighbors gingerly
stepped out
of their
homes into the
hallway
and discovered
each other
like once familiar
poetry, sharing
the first ray of
sunlight
after a century
of stillness
.
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from borough to

from borough to
borough, the city
springs back
to life, responding
to a stirring of steel
ribs, the quickening
of electrical
wires, synapses
towards the
familiar.

the heart resumes
its harmonizing
rhythm, shuttling
our recollected
dreams, pulling
us into and out
of tunnels,
rediscovering
our perfect
equilibrium
.
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we are not so tough

we are not so tough
after all, an entire
city lying in
wait
, as the whisper of Irene
fills every bodega,
every alley, pulls
the brakes on the
last train as we scurry
home, armed
with shopping bags
of headlines and hearsay
.
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