Today, the most monumental
thing I will do
is walk in the rain to buy a cup of soup
and an apple
underneath my green umbrella
noticing nothing
and being noticed by no one
save for the puddles
where each precise splash
finds another girl walking underneath me
the underside of my umbrella, two upcast eyes
the rain, again
(Written last fall, when summer was a memory away)
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