Looks Like Rain
A drop falls from the sky onto my arm. It’s warm and red, just for an instant, before I blink and it’s just a cool, clear raindrop. I try to ignore the nausea. I don’t know what makes me want to puke more, the disgust and horror at the blood that’s been falling from the sky at intervals all day, or the sinking realization that I must be insane – for how else to explain the switch, the first raindrop of each squall falling as blood, but also not blood, also just plain rain.
I’m getting soaked, so I go in.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
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