Before the sky opened up,
seeds were spread into the 4 winds—
A crowd of numerous twenty-something
Latinx, once packed tight in the G train,
swarmed up the Court Square
escalator as if Noah had stopped by
to gather any straggling passengers
before the sudden flood—
Where did they all come from?
Brooklyn & Manhattan got hit
dam hard before Queens;
the passageway in 66th St
was suddenly filled with water;
a bald angel with orange flip-flops
and a twisty, long Afro beard
guided me towards the Columbus Ave. exit.
& some stupid ones without masks
dared to ride the cars
to keep intact from the elements.
I missed the rain storm,
not the swarm…