“This poem is part of a series of speculative poems I wrote while waiting out heavy rainstorms that caused flooding in Houston, Texas, in April 2016 and prevented me from commuting the long distance to work. I captured the surreal feeling of being hemmed in yet disconnected from severe weather by collaging translated language through my father’s Facebook statuses into what I was writing in response. I kept recycling and reusing this language while continuing to write in response to personal disaster (having our landlords in the Third Ward lose their house to foreclosure without informing us) and public disaster (Hurricane Harvey).”