Storm Front

By Andrew R. Duckworth

Shortly into the time we won’t speak of,
When I planted feet in Texas,
A tornado ripped through
The city where I graduated college.

That monster marched through town,
Kicked in buildings, slung cars,
And danced like a madman.
It took out the mall and a few others.

All of it caught on video
Through a sky cam,
Through cellphone footage,
Remembered by shaken souls.

And that is why I keep a watchful eye
When it gets dark in a spinning sky.