Precipitation

women-shadow-abandoned-building-summer-red-blue Photo: Rachel Mandel

There’s a certain sadness in the air.

Much like before a rainstorm,

My sadness seems to come with a strict before and after.

A certain touch to the skin,

A certain feel that eats away at the calm.

Predictable.

Yet unpredictable altogether.

For my emotions have no set percentage of precipitation.

 

 

Harrison_Becky_Bio
Becky Harrison | Certified klutz, free spirited, go-get-em goof ball. Loves writing poetry and the beach. Strong believer in bucket lists.