Masses: Burst

painting by Marlene Vine (, poem by Roy Herndon Smith

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the monsoon downpour
drenching me riding my bike
the delicious cool

drowning out the heat
and the lonely torment of
the left-behind house

flying through the streets
to my best friend’s home flooded
with his five sisters

we took refuge in
his room where I floated in
the easy comfort

of his presence as
voices lapped and pattered and
I fell in love for

the very first time
with the quiet sister with
hair falling like rain