than predicted this morning. So I packed
a spare dress, put on my mesh tennis shoes
that I knew would dry quickly, and
grabbed my poncho. I stepped outside
and let the overpowering scent of rain
wash over me. As I started down
the path between houses, thunder clamored
above me. The rain had tapered to a light mist.
I removed my poncho, peeling back the layer
between me and the cleansing rains.
My direction was east, towards the lighter sky
that I knew would soon be swallowed
by the darkness as the storms moved in.
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