Hurricane Malady #2

I could tell you about the wind
and how it howled like a motherfucker
in my ear with sweet mother tongue music,
conjuring those that came before
to protect from events
soon to happen before me.
But it didn’t start like that.

That would have been a normal day.

It started with a blackout,
a loss of vision and light,
and all things pleasant
and all things memorable.
And all things that once were
now are not and never will be.

About Stephen Earley Jordan II

Author of "Beyond Bougie", "Cold, Black, and Hungry" and many other books.
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