weather + life + opaque

the weather has turned
nasty, driving rain sheeting
down over city
streets. below my boots, puddles
form, little rivers running.

 

it becomes habit
to prepare coffee or tea
in a travel flask,
still hot and ready to drink
no matter the conditions.

 

life is paused as rain
opaque in its heaviness
whips at the window.
later, the clouds clear and the
sun gleams harsh on glossy glass.