We Call Her: Rain

This is the excerpt for a featured post.



She sits upon my window-sill

Smudges of coffee


Reflecting glitter against every hill

A mothers soft



She is a long family friend

We argue, we laugh, we sing together

A cold that is used to


The mind’s repition, in it’s dark weather


We call her:


She soaks away the wrong

We call her:


She Splatters it away-gone



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