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Atlantis [poem]

the place I once called home is
drowning in a flash flood
a hurricane hurling itself across most of the state
Texas is now Atlantis
sinking below Poseidon’s wrath
and it’s hard not to wish them washed away
the ones who tried to bury me alive
in the sun baked sand and clay
my rage is a category 4 hurricane
destroying their memories with a vengeance
but hurricanes are hard to aim
and so there are victims
caught in the crossfire between
the past and the part of me who dwells in it

Author:

bookdragon, poet, witch

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