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…