Sad Like an Earthquake

 
 
 
You could see it from miles off,
she was sad
like an earthquake

and you blink slow and cross your fingers
that she knows
to keep moving out from the middle of it

from the epicenter
where—inevitably—all things are crushed

 
 
 

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