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I walked & walked. Where could I go? My apartment was there, but safe, it was not. I walked & walked. The hospital my aim. They said to go there. The voices in the winds. I walked & walked. The damage was great. I took a few pictures. I dragged a suitcase. I walked & walked. I made it there to get some ice. To call my family. I walked & walked. Towards Coleman Coliseum through mud & debris. . Alone in the dark. I walked & walked. They sent me to the Rec. I found shelter at last. No more walking...
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Apr 13, 2020
Apr 13, 2020 at 10:46 AM UTC
I Walked
I walked & walked. Where could I go? My apartment was there, but safe, it was not. I walked & walked. The hospital my aim. They said to go there. The voices in the winds. I walked & walked. The damage was great. I took a few pictures. I dragged a suitcase. I walked & walked. I made it there to get some ice. To call my family. I walked & walked. Towards Coleman Coliseum through mud & debris. . Alone in the dark. I walked & walked. They sent me to the Rec. I found shelter at last. No more walking...
On April 27, 2011, there was a large tornado that tore through Tuscaloosa. I wrote some poetry about my experience and made it into a small booklet. This poem is about all the walking I did after the tornado looking for the place I would sleep.
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Matese
35/F/Selma, Alabama
Apr 13, 2020
Apr 13, 2020 at 10:46 AM UTC
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