Cascadia Recurrence Interval

by Rachel Edelman

Patchwork earth-place. Patchwork lithosphere
of plates sutured like skin. Around the mantle's
riot wraps our smoothed-out habitable
surface. Windy semblance of calm. Here,

the growls of jet engines. Hear the hum
of helicopters over the Aurora Bridge,
the hot local spot for giving
it all up. Choppers monitor fervors

of traffic. Just steel propelled across
asphalt at the mouth of the Fremont Canal.
Just steel struts & joists that'll fracture

when the fault goes. It's not the tremor
that gets us: it's after. Keep the tank full.
Drive inland 'til you run out of gas.

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