It never occurred to me that I would see
the end of us come so suddenly:
a tornado roaring down the highway past
101 and Grand would be the final brand.
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Alicia, this is a sad little poem that you have written here. The imagery stands out well as it normally does. I liked it very much. You drew me into this one. I could picture it as I read. Great poem. David
Sounds like a great depiction of a harrowing event that just won't go away, won't leave you in peace. 'Scotomata', i love it!