Dark & stormy day


It was a dark and stormy day. Thunder ‘s rolling threat filled the air as the sky dipped from dark blue to black in a painters frenzy.  The windy gusts are now a forceful constant as lightening breaks the earth.
This morning Mexico once proudly stood only to be obliterated by blackness.


Coyotes to the right of me, killer kows to the left, deadly rattles peer through weeds pondering a strike. I walk inside as the rain pounds the tin roof denting the dust into rivers of mud. Once again the monsoon has arrived.



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