11/16/13

IN FLORIDA THERE ARE HURRICANES

I called my dad
because it started raining hard
and Alabama was shaking in my arms 
to say
"well, it's been nice knowing you"
we talked about my mother out shopping at target, or, because of the hour, seeing her boyfriend
I said I wanted to get in one more game of spades before the end
anxious to get back
to his own head, televised escape, the comfort of his chair
he rushed me off the phone
but in love, and in light of the apocalypse, he said
"allright daughter, it's been real"

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