Water
She’s like an animal,
Ravaging cities
Taking cars
To their tomb in the sea
Running her fingers
Through the hairs of those she passes
Tearing through clotheslines
And flowerbeds, too
And she destroys houses
Like they offended her specifically
And banks, and the grocery
Store on the corner
And when we see her coming,
We send the alarm
Run from nature, we cry;
Run from the storms.
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I'm an artist. I'm a poet, I'm an actress, I like to draw with my toes in the dirt on the sidewalk, I like to people watch, I like to bird watch. I like to find beauty where it's not usually evident, I like to find excitement in the mundane. I like living. I like life.
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