Poem – Lot

(Image credit: Warner Bros. Pictures)

We sat on the roof of the tallest building in the city so we wouldn’t drown in our tears.
I wrapped you in my shawl. It is cold up in the clouds, so exposed to God’s face.
I’d send you a thousand pigeons and a thousand olive twigs,
But if I did I’d
turn
to
salt.
When the ark sank and I took the only lifeboat, did you stay behind and drown?

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