September 17, 2019

the message

The front from South Dakota shifted east. In certain zip codes, the flooding caused
a sharp alarm to sound on cell phones. In others, a flock of clouds never coalesced
into actual rain. Elsewhere, everything stayed exactly as it was, and the rides 
of the county fairs maintained their cadence and no one was disappointed 
they’d driven all that way. If you were in it, the apocalyptic sky might have mimicked 
your distress. If you were not, you may have felt a beam of euphoria make a spotlight 
of your face. Either way, the weather is going to shuffle out of your clutches,
its metaphors flirting shamelessly, and you’ll keep trying to map your fortune
to this ficklest of muses when all the while, the message stays precisely the same: 
”But are you taking good care of each other?”