each moment, its own morning
the rain redeems nothing this time of year
it is a thousand hands of god
smacking your face
so you will finally
wake
up
Tag Archives: rain
o summer rain
rumble of thunder, cicadas sing
o summer rain: humidity’s promise kept
— for once — when lightning flashes
we lie and try to tell ourselves
it falls the same on the unjust, too
ad notare 2025: 12
early May
all rain and expectation
unspoken prayers for the tomatoes
come July