Your phone said rain Wear a raincoat, you said Mine said drizzle, I didn’t bother
People in the Co-op parking lot pulled up their hoodies except for one man with a broken umbrella he held it over his head as he walked to his truck
The trees, the streets, the crows called, Rain!
We all got wet, sort of, wet enough it was good
Carolyn Lehman
This article appears in The Cannabis Issue, 2021.