Each morning I wrote my name
on the dusty cabinet, then crossed
the dining table in script, scrawled
in capitals on the backs of chairs,
practicing signatures like scales
while Mother followed squirting
linseed from a burping can
A story of a sagacious women with no shelter. she was separated from her family and ended up with a foolish man in the wild. Eventually they have to separate and she remembers his words as a reference. Though they aren't accurate, she uses the advice anyways
Identify supporting Details
I put in catastrophe and i got it wrong.
I think it's Tsunami.
