May 18, 2010
Flooded Nashville
War survivor remorse; why did they die and me not? Flood remorse; why are the neighbors wiped out, and me high and dry? Don’t tell me this is some selective judgment of God. Small answers for such things are provided by humans as they attempt to relieve suffering. Period.

Belongings piled high
The stuff of life in ruin mounds
Forced purging today