God knows that I’ve tried for years to visit you, But was held captive when the winds blew. Finally the winds blew the temperatures below, And I made my way south to San Antonio. Five days I’ve spent in your wonderful town, Pick-up trucks and Palm trees all around. But,…
Standing in my heatless house, silent exception of dripping faucets. Gazing at the darken street, hoping for movement, praying for none. Entangled in huddled embrace, trying to capture and contain human heat. A flickering candle, a beacon of light, a dancer of shadows. Fearful of the next failure hiding around…
We just made it though a week of a terrible Winter Storm along with the rest of Texas. At times, no heat, no electric, no water… I wonder if other pet owners stayed home mainly because of their pets. Basura cried and cried during this week, I suspect that she…