Today it rained; I took a walk to deliver letters and to breathe better. I often do this. On the sidewalk,
a few cars did a spittake in my direction. She's walking? In the rain? To deliver a letter?
I know.
So my shoes were soaked, and there was no reason NOT to jump in puddles.
Adults stared, or avoided staring. But see, there is nothing wrong
with an almost-grown person marveling
at the speed with which her volume
is attracted to the earth
to displace
deposited
precipitation.
-Citron
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