she grins at me so proud

I swing the wet hot pink plastic bag away from her snout

my baby blue umbrella gives no cover

we don’t notice we are drowning

safety orange jacket with pockets full of treats my cell phone demands attention

but I can’t find my brain

the box I keep it in was swept away

by rain

Harmony Mooney

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