When the Dark Rain Blew Away Our Home by Michael H. Brownstein



 Michael H. Brownstein’s work has appeared in American  Letters and Commentary, Skidrow Penthouse, Meridian Anthology of Contemporary Poetry, The Pacific Review, After Hours, poetrysuperhighway.com and others. He has nine poetry chapbooks including A Period of Trees (Snark Press, 2004) and The Possibility of Sky and Hell (White Knuckle Press, 2013). His book, A Slipknot Into Somewhere Else: A Poet’s Journey To The Borderlands Of Dementia, was recently published by Cholla Needles Press (2018).









When the Dark Rain Blew Away Our Home






–tornado, Jefferson City, MO around 11:40 PM, May 22, 2019–thankfully no one perished


the trail of debris and broken hope

rooftops blown into splinters and sand

a tree branch through a windshield

the torn photograph of their two week old baby:



What do you need that will make the tornado situation more bearable for you?



House 1: food and a television set



House 2: we’re good, but they need help across the street–more water would be nice



House 3: the fence fixed so our dog can run outside and hang with us



House 4: we’ve helped out our neighbor, but we’re exhausted–another pair of hands



House 5: we have not had hot food in almost a week, no gas, no electricity, just sandwiches–some mashed potatoes and gravy with a side of beans and chicken would be great



House 6: someone from my family to call me just to see if we’re OK—



and then the tornado breath came from her soul

her body stuttered her hands balled into tiny fists

her sobs as loud as wind as loud as storm

tears hitting the cracked foundation of all her hope



Michael H. Brownstein



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