by Richard Storm
And now, daytime traffic is allowed again.
The smell of burning in the air.
So many families have lost loved ones.
This was something else.
A man was standing in front of his home. “Your children are okay then?” He refused to give his name.
The people here, however resilient, will need time to recover from this.
Richard Storm moved from his native Oregon to Manhattan in 1978 to pursue an acting career. A charter member of brevitas, an email poetry collective, he believes poetry need not be obscure to be poetic.
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