New Passover
Mark this house as salvation
for the storm-blown and savage.
Wind whistles through a crack
around the glass, but the view
bursts green, gold. Open the doors
to the hard times. Invite
the down-on-their-luck. Feed them
all that you have, and make more
from the scraps. As long as
everyone, even God, takes half, we’ll
never reach zero. Lightning
strikes a block away.
If there are victims, they
may not have been wicked.
Maybe they just settled in
for another night of distance.
Stay in. Venture out only
to be of assistance.
Caroliena Cabada was the recipient of the 2018-2019 Pearl Hogrefe Fellowship in Creative Writing at Iowa State University, where she is currently earning her MFA in Creative Writing and Environment. Her poetry has been published in Verse-Virtual, As It Ought To Be Magazine, The Orchards Poetry Journal, and Eunoia Review, and has been anthologized in Lyrical Iowa. She can be found @cecaroliena on both Twitter and Instagram.
