Presidential Election Night November 2016

All night, the great tree raged outside our windows.

It wanted to give way to the wind, but could not.

It wanted to fly over the hill on the wind’s crest

lashing our house as it passed,

smashing the roof, bursting each window.

What agony to be pinned like this… Continue reading Presidential Election Night November 2016

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