Katrina
The storm didn’t just change the landscape — it revealed it. Katrina is a meditation on
force, fragility, and the quiet devastation that lingers long after the winds die down. Though I
did not live through the hurricane directly, its impact echoed in the lives of people I love. In
this work, I reflect on the blurred memory of disaster — the swirl of loss, the distortion of
time, and the stillness left behind. Katrina asks: what do we hold onto when everything
familiar is scattered like debris in the wind?
Katrina
She came as a swirl,
a gray blur spinning stories into ruin.
I wasn’t there,
but I felt her.
In the silence afterward.
In the television static.
In the faces of the displaced,
lined with loss and water.
I watched the storm speak louder than
justice ever did.
And so I reimagine —
not just what was lost,
but what remains.