The title says it all.
“Rain” is a verb – a rush, and the wind overturned…
There are exactly two terrifying things about a well-written article.
I’ve been away for a few days at a top-secret location.
Today came silence.
Today tides welled on the sidewalk.
Today came rain, through a clear blue sky.
Today I held a dragon.
This morning I had a conversation with my past self. She said she was disappointed, and I said, “That’s fine.”
This morning I sit on the balcony and lose track of time. If I’m not careful, I lose a whole year.