Impending fury clings to closed eyelids palpable loss a sable brush dunked in dread blackens every inch of familiar landscape what if’s eat through the static blue horizon making a meal of unborn dreams slaked only by hastily grabbed history ragged spirits haul hope on well- worn tar safe haven still pages away
Sept 2005...this would be Hurricane Rita. Lived in the Houston area and this was on the heels of the hurricane Katrina that took out New Orleans .Our first evacuation after having lived there for 3 years .Trying to get the house ready for heavy storm winds, maybe flooding and picking out what was essential to take in case our home was destroyed became a daunting task.Scary, but our area was not hit.