The Floods

by Jared Booth

Last night I watched the floods on the news. I watched them wash down the streets of towns and villages I had never been to, while news reporters stood in front of them and told me where they had come from and where they were going and what kind of damage they had caused on their way. Televisions and radios and fridges and plastic things floated on the floods like tiny boats for midgets. Then, while the reporter was looking the other way, I watched as you floated by behind him, sailing on your back, smiling and waving as you were carried on your way. I waved back at you, but I don't think you noticed. You looked like you were having a whale of a time.


Jared Booth, 25, lives in England.