February's Read - Soufriere by Michelle Hinkson-Cox
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Boiling
Glows
Glow
Flows
Flow
Strong
Down
Down
Into the valley
Into the sea
Cementing
Its place
In our memories.
Fine
Dust
Flies
Far
Far-
ther
And
Fast
Fast-
er
Eastward
O'er
The ocean
Islands covered
Together.
Her deepest
Grumblings
Like a scorned woman's
Persistent
Mumblings
Raging,
Temper
Escalating
We all sit
Waiting
For the next
Boom!
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I love the short, sharp words and the feel of this piece. It feels like I can feel the ash rolling over me as I read the pace of this piece. Feels ominous.