The Deputy and His Partnerhttps://i2.wp.com/barrenmagazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/04/Travail-Melanie-Votaw3.jpg?fit=1920%2C1280&ssl=119201280Courtney O'Banion SmithCourtney O'Banion Smithhttps://secure.gravatar.com/avatar/bc235b5c3edbc9417b4c51ad4c70d750?s=96&d=mm&r=g
paddled up our driveway, our personal
Noahs in yellow rain slickers and straw Stetsons,
because only our porch light was on.
Bags of dirt barricaded the door.
Do you need evacuation? he yelled
through the window over thunder
and rushing water. I worried he’d wake
the boys from their sodden slumber.
To where? The search light’s beam illuminated
only the drops that passed through,
bounced off dark windows of the other houses,
haunted ships on the new sea of our street.
Shelter. I need to know now. We’re not coming back.
He was telling the truth.
But the boys sleep so deeply when it rains.
They floated off past the stop sign,
and the rain kept falling.
Courtney O’Banion Smith writes, edits, and raises her sons in Houston, Texas. Her work has appeared in several print and online publications including Relief, Syntax and Salt, and The Ocotillo Review. She is the author of the poetry chapbook, Abundance. Find her online at www.cobanionsmith.com or on Twitter and Instagram @cobanionsmith.