Underneath the brim, she peeks out, puts out a hand, draws it back full of droplets. She walks on
Meditating on the sky, muddy splashes of
Bluish gray, darkening to black. Clouds,
Rain heavy, sit on the horizon, rumbling like grouchy old men. She clutches closed the neck of her coat, walking briskly. She passes few on the street
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