is violent and warm, magnolia trees longstanding
\nthrough lightning, sky ignited, sky brilliant <\/p>\n
as bone–as Todd and me with our animals inside,
\nfive bodies huddled, warned, on our couch–<\/p>\n
our bread\u2019s done baking, conditions imminent,
\nseek shelter immediately. The stray cats outside<\/p>\n
sink low to the ground. They hunt for ditches,
\nfor vacant fields, and in that moment, I feel futile <\/p>\n
as a one bedroom house, house with a red
\nfront door, with windows on all sides, windows <\/p>\n
even in the bathroom–When I say tornado, I mean yells to head for the tub, when I kneel before the tap, I\u2019ve been fighting off for years. These walls this loud. I drag every man I love with air. But sinking there in that tub, under I want to breathe, to keep myself afloat And just like that it\u2019s over–trail we can see Todd tells me he saw the funnel reach out, O deity of freight trains and ether, O cyclone I\u2019ll remember each root you unearthed. I\u2019ll cradle is violent and warm, magnolia trees longstanding through lightning, sky ignited, sky brilliant as bone–as Todd and me with our animals inside, five bodies huddled, warned, on our couch– our bread\u2019s done baking, conditions imminent, seek shelter immediately. The stray cats outside sink low to the ground. They hunt for ditches, for vacant fields, and […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":354,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"spay_email":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false},"categories":[47],"tags":[25],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6Jypy-3i3","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12651"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/354"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=12651"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12651\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12652,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12651\/revisions\/12652"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=12651"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=12651"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=12651"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nforce majeure<\/em>, I mean act of God<\/em>–and when Todd <\/p>\n
\nall that ivory and rust\u2014I pray for the same thing <\/p>\n
\nhave always vibrated. The noise, forever <\/p>\n
\nto the bottom of the ocean. I never bother <\/p>\n
\nthe blankets Todd tosses over me, I realize <\/p>\n
\nfor this man who retains his head in crisis. <\/p>\n
\nfor a mile outside, trail which missed us by inches. <\/p>\n
\nwatched a heavenly hand rip a tree from the dirt. <\/p>\n
\nI stared down and asked to survive, <\/p>\n
\neach snapped powerline like it were mine.<\/p>\nBrandi Nicole Martin<\/a><\/h6>\n
<\/h6>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"