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Cold, freezing, stinging, sideways rain catches me off guard A grey, leadened sky; it falls; wisps of raincloud; swirl twist, mix. Somewhere thunder echoes through empty, flooded streets, brazen and cold A few children in a narrow alley; half naked in dark puddles, among broken crates and trash and a wet, decomposing smell. Smiles at the cold water between their toes and numb feet Shrieks and cries at distorted pictures in the muddy water. Freezing water splashed in each others face, until they are blue, or their mothers call for them; they playfully run for cover Thin layers of cloud, pulled back like velvet curtains. Pulled back, revealing a brief sunlit puddle. The children see it, face first to the icy water, but the curtain drops, a thud on the empty stage.
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Dec 15, 2011
Dec 15, 2011 at 1:43 PM UTC
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Cold, freezing, stinging, sideways rain catches me off guard A grey, leadened sky; it falls; wisps of raincloud; swirl twist, mix. Somewhere thunder echoes through empty, flooded streets, brazen and cold A few children in a narrow alley; half naked in dark puddles, among broken crates and trash and a wet, decomposing smell. Smiles at the cold water between their toes and numb feet Shrieks and cries at distorted pictures in the muddy water. Freezing water splashed in each others face, until they are blue, or their mothers call for them; they playfully run for cover Thin layers of cloud, pulled back like velvet curtains. Pulled back, revealing a brief sunlit puddle. The children see it, face first to the icy water, but the curtain drops, a thud on the empty stage.
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Dec 15, 2011
Dec 15, 2011 at 1:43 PM UTC
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