the storm, after, 2022

a shoot inspired by my first poem - before the storm, the storm, 2020 - damped grass, and slippery roads, the calm before the return of the storm is, as it sounds, calm, light drizzle, darkened skies, it is coming we all realize, we try to prepare, but it strikes with anger, picking up your belongings one place, and dropping them in another, hold to each other, your sister, your brother, for it will show no mercy, downfall living alone in the country, no one can hear you when you're in despair, no one here or there, it seems as if no one's anywhere..