POTD #5: The Flood (revised) The flood strips soil, roils brown waters saturated with brine and invective. The flood yanks boulders, heaves and hews them. The flood rises, tears hemlocks, uproots rhodies and a stern sycamore that bursts the door. The flood pours through windows across the floor and sweeps away the heartwood, our bed … More POTD #5: The Flood (revised)

THE FLOOD the flood, this giant flood, it’s flooding everything and throwing sandstones coated in gray-brown water the flood, this giant flood, it’s flooding everything and stripping soil, yanking stone, heaving and hewing, and roiling, the dark waters carry brines of invective, glances and sneers gouging bark of the trees we planted by the cold … More POTD #2: The Flood