TS Lee, 5:45 a.m.



We’re winning.

So say the progenitors of such things.
I hang onto that thought in the night
when the wind gnashes its phantom teeth
on the palms and bullwhips crack the sky.

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7 thoughts on “TS Lee, 5:45 a.m.

  1. Thanks, everyone. We made it through fine – it’s not the first tropical storm/hurricane I’ve been through and it won’t be the last. We spent today cleaning up fallen banana trees and bamboo – the sanitation workers are going to have their hands full tomorrow.

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