• Vol. 10
  • Chapter 07

Government Emergency Alert Notification

They were all waiting for it - the alert,
Phone screens face up, volume too. I imagined it as a squeal, something long and shaped like a beak and I, unlike others, didn't care for it

So I packed the car, fastened the child,
The squeeze box and a cloak into the back seat, and headed afar.
The sun shone in the sky that day
Although the wind, sharp as a whip when
It wanted, moved clouds too much in the way. And then the mizzle.

I never thought of rainbows when I let my mind poke into places where an alert might be used. I never thought of pigeons pecking pickings from moss filled grass or of you, breathing slowly like the day would always be long.