In the Aftermath of the Storm

In the Aftermath of the Storm

The moon last night shining through the bare branches of the only tree left standing in our yard after Hurricane Michael. Bent, not broken. Weary, but undeterred. Bathed in moonlit shadows.Bearing the deepest scars.Your comrades have departed.Lost in the tide of war.Valiantly you bloom.Bare branches sprouting green.Coloring our landscape, Undeterred by what you’ve seen. How like us, [...]

No Escape

Working on the sequel to In the Eye of the Storm, there are so many images around me that continually inspire words. So many of the stories I receive from contributors are hard to get through. The pain is so raw. But then, so is the hope. I find that I am ever grateful that [...]

What It’s Like to Live in the Aftermath of a Category 5 Hurricane

What It’s Like to Live in the Aftermath of a Category 5 Hurricane

Keep your head up Panama City. A feat that has proven much harder as the weeks since Michael have turned into months. Image by Sharon Owens There have only been four. Only four recorded Atlantic storms have maintained category five strength as they barreled inland. The Labor Day Hurricane of 1935, with its maximum sustained [...]

Partisan Politics Have Left Us to Wonder “Is Anybody Out There?”

Partisan Politics Have Left Us to Wonder “Is Anybody Out There?”

“Six months since Michael, much of the Florida Panhandle is still a shambles. And residents of the most affected areas feel largely forgotten by the public and the federal government, which has not yet passed a federal disaster relief bill for areas affected by Hurricane Michael.”Emily Atkin, The New Republic | April 19, 2019 Six [...]

Category 5

Category 5

We didn’t need the confirmation. We already knew. We felt the devastating winds. Saw with our own eyes, all the storm surge swept away. We’ve lived in the aftermath. Without help. Without relief. Relentlessly. Since that day. We’ve keenly felt the deaths. The catastrophic devastation. The destruction to our homes and cities. Our livelihoods. Our [...]

I Thought I Knew

I Thought I Knew

Image by Cindy K. Sickle The evening after, the sun set,with a resounding orange,that set fire to what remained.Broken trees. Barren roads.The shattering complete.I thought I was strong.Until I saw the young boy,standing before what used to be his home.“It’s gone, he said, but we’re still here.”That’s when I knew. I knew nothing of strength [...]