1.
The rain says, “stay; be still,”
and so I let ink follow water,
try to catch the words
that fall from the sky.
2.
birds flock to the feast -
his smile makes the smallest things
into carnivals
1.
The rain says, “stay; be still,”
and so I let ink follow water,
try to catch the words
that fall from the sky.
2.
birds flock to the feast -
his smile makes the smallest things
into carnivals
