Rain

This city has seen dry days, the injustice of rainless-ness with strengthening rays. June’s just begun to threaten with waves packed in pavement pounded by feet hidden in cracks of sidewalk laid back in haze and in heat until today’s forecast spotted my face umbrellas marched by I stayed in the rain. I’d forgotten the sound of a city when wet and no matter how fast, cars getting hit. Rain falls equally on all. And when it stops, we smell the sewer— the urban drains’ petrichor. June 5, 2016 Rain Contest