December 2010
15 posts
A.
Hear the rain fall. It hits the cold concrete continuously. Focus on the small droplets that adhere themselves to the opposite side of the window. They struggle for their existence as they’re dragged along the glass. Inevitably, they fall below into a puddle. Mirror images of each other. Never to be distinguished again.
Exhale. Not too loudly.
Look over at him. He’s sleeping. Let your eyes...
