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rth ions of rhythm and bass in white noise patter like seashell resonance amplified on curves blue liquid purr on soft skim puddle and slap taut coat-flap dripping shapes on succulent thighs drawing soft water</p><p id="aec9">Walking in rain is the crossover to sky, becoming the fog of sound legacies the thrum of footsteps and voices picked up carried and diffused, in staccato and whirr the textiles of water</p><p id="272e">Walking in rain is a collision of wet respiration veins in stone tide-swollen inner surfaces meeting damp ether, swimming under cloud</p><p id="f72f"><a href="https://jessicaleemcmillan.medium.com/"><

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POETRY

Walking in Rain

Free verse

Photo by reza shayestehpour on Unsplash

Walking in rain is a unifying power of shape of sound wet blur meeting earth ions of rhythm and bass in white noise patter like seashell resonance amplified on curves blue liquid purr on soft skim puddle and slap taut coat-flap dripping shapes on succulent thighs drawing soft water

Walking in rain is the crossover to sky, becoming the fog of sound legacies the thrum of footsteps and voices picked up carried and diffused, in staccato and whirr the textiles of water

Walking in rain is a collision of wet respiration veins in stone tide-swollen inner surfaces meeting damp ether, swimming under cloud

Jessica Lee McMillan © 2021

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