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A CRACK IN THE LEVEE / Eva Miller
The first time I lost everything was in August of 2005. Rushing waters carried our antique oak door into the sea, snatched the yellow buds of the angel’s trumpet, stole the old off-white siding and took the happiness of my family with it. We never dared to go back, to touch the fingers of the cold corpse of a house we once called home, to walk through the tattered door frame like we were once again cradling a newborn child with eyes that reflected the waters brewing on the cracked kitchen tiles. My memories have failed me. The calendar in my mind was torn from the wall of a room in that house. Pictures and news headlines and half-torn letters of sympathy from forgotten family members are stuck together with damp pieces of tape. The newborn is swaddled in kelp. He is breathing salt water, and crying for his mother. Sometimes, I think I can feel the ocean creeping up the back of my neck. The violent tides clean the marrow of my bones and fill my arteries with pieces of memories that cannot be remembered. I can hear the screeching trumpets and heavy footsteps on uneven pavement. When I open my eyes, I see the lid of my above ground tomb. I scratch and I claw and I try to escape, but I never get free. Instead, my incessant knocking has put a crack in the levee. ⁂ Eva Miller is a Creative Writing student at the Alabama School of Fine Arts. They were born and partly raised in New Orleans before moving to Birmingham, Alabama after Katrina.
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