August Rain: Introduction (a Tweetspeak Poetry Piece)

The heartland is ablaze.

The five-o’clock news anchor tells us that Tower Mountain was kissed by lightning, that it went up like a harvest bonfire before emergency crews responded. “There have been more than 1,000 wildfires in Arkansas this year,” he says, “mostly in rural portions of the state.” He makes some awkward Smokey the Bear PSA about cigarette butts and camp fires, but I cannot imagine smoking in this heat — the clock at Pulaski Bank read 113 last Wednesday…

Continue reading with me at Tweetspeak Poetry.

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