Deluge

On the third day,
the city began
to sink. Rats scuttled
out from the tiny
garden plot outside 
Pho Viet, and
worms came to 
reclaim the
land block by
block. The cars
floated away
to the outlying 
suburbs, their
wipers glotted
with pollen, and 
the trees threw down
all their cherry 
blossoms, bowing
toward the water, rising
from the Potomac
up into the streets.

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