Living in several places at once
between time and the rain, our names
would escape us and the rain none can know
to find the embers of a memory doused in the rain
glowing in the winds and our faces where we let it come.
Flushed
Torrent.
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Wonderfully wrought. 🙂
Michael, thank you : )
As sinuous as the remarkable photo. Thank you!
Thank you, Kat!