Sandy… NY won’t set herself on fire for me anymore

Sandy

Subways shut, trains empty

storm surge, river rise

streets flood, subways flood.

homes flood.

Winds whip, facades fall

cranes break.

surge recedes, damage remains.

power out, lights out, heat out.

dark. alone. quiet. eerie quiet.

Sandy sounds like sirens.

wind howls, Izaak howls.

sirens wail. incessantly.

no trains. no people. no business.

power out.

day one. no light.

day two.no coffee.

day three. no heat.

day four. no shower.

New York is two cities,

power

and no power.

dark and empty,

alive, functioning and not missing a beat

uptown.

everybody walks

north

searching,

for food,

for water,

for connections.

people cluster at Starbucks

closed.

free wifi.

Priorities.

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