The Flood By Cindy Jewkes The window fills with muddy wet so fast, we can’t make a gain. We’re fish in an aquarium during the sudden summer rain. My feet go on a polar plunge, bullets of ice on skin leave pain. Must guide the flood away from home during the sudden summer rain. There’s a splash pad on my carpet, my kids’ room is a marshy plain. A cheeky stream runs through the hall after the sudden summer rain. Towels soaked, muscles aching, shop vac groaning from the strain. Someday we may recover from the sudden summer rain.