The rain makes me think of a dying god’s tears.
RAINY DAY IN NEW YORK CITY BY DC COPELAND 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 105
Rainy day in New York City. Makes me,
Takes me away from myself. Makes me fear
For my life. I do not know why. Primal
Reason. I am Primate. Imagine Me:
Standing in the rain. Impervious Me!
Come Storm! Come Floods! Come Hail!
I am under You and I want to be truly under -
The cl…