the whirr of the heater. the hum of the fridge. things you take for granted until they’re gone. hurricane sandy ripped through my state, leaving lives torn asunder. not far from where i am, staten island is reeling, waves having ripped apart homes along the water. tonight, there are people freezing in houses without power. not knowing when some semblance of normality will return.
i am fortunate, and grateful, to be where i am.