“A Storm Comes From the Northeast Hunker Down and Pray”
The sky turns black in the northeast, its building and turns blacker. Storms should never come from that direction, though it comes, “Hunker down and pray,” for it will surely come.
Wicked is not enough to describe it, it’s double black. It’s not possible to get out of the way,” Hunker down and pray”. Continue reading “A Storm Comes From The Northeast Hunker Down and Pray”