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by Becky Rolland

POST KATRINA- MY HOUSE SPEAKS

The wind shook my concrete foundation
as flood waters washed away memories

Walls that once held love and tradition
became silent witness
to the waterline
marking fate

My floors that will no longer host the dance
reflect instead a kaleidoscope of mold

My kitchen
once a hub of daily routines
is now an empty shell

My yard is now
cracked mud and weed
and my garden is void of color

No sounds remains
of laughter, joy or pain

Just the promise of a new day
the smell of fresh rain instead of decay
of a community instead of abandon
and of a life returned
transforming what remains of house
back into home

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