after the storm – July 5


pumpkin orange sky

spooky light,

clear blue from the

west, while eastward

dark still hovers in



we hid down in the

sauna basement

the dog tucked

into the inner


until things rolled



and then arose

to wonder at the

sunlight at treetop.


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