photography by Susa SilvermarieI was standing at the kitchen counter
when the house heaved
like a ship on high waves.
One second to the next,
my brain lurched,
I grabbed the countertop,
my stomach fluttered.
The hanging fixture overhead swayed
from one side of the kitchen to the other.

I ran outside and saw my neighbors
had done the same,
each of us open-mouthed, trembly.
Not just my house
falling down.
The being called Earth

we creatures
from your womb
have felt you move.
My body
got the message.
That from which I rise,
has always
been alive.

©Susa Silvermarie 2022

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