in which Megan sits and sees a view during Lent 2011
It’s almost raining–what I call “drippy.” The sound is everywhere. So soothing.
I am so dry. A real rain would likely flood me.
Drip me full.
in which Megan sits and sees a view during Lent 2011
It’s almost raining–what I call “drippy.” The sound is everywhere. So soothing.
I am so dry. A real rain would likely flood me.
Drip me full.
Author of The Joy of Poetry from TS Poetry Press. Contributing writer to the WACOAN magazine and the Fredericksburg Standard-Radio Post. Editor at Tweetspeak Poetry.