Invitation to Rain

By M.Winter Dark, cold, clammy Never mind that all we had yesterday Sprinkling, spittin’ rain. As we are, after all, in a five year drain. We’ll take anything heaven gives. Did you know where to get cash? Three dollars a square … Continue reading

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