November Floods

Mono print, pencil and soft pastel on paper

Those days last Autumn when the rain fell heavy, water flow swirling through the cracks.

Unknowing cracks, until pressure came about — taking up space, personal space.

Mop and bucket in hand, cued to soak the water up,

Some days I would let the water settle for a while, space taken, time passing,

passing,

passed, another moment, another —

lost

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