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raining… by Toni Cross

 
infinitesimal grains
         begin to trickle
                       on my bare
                            unsuspecting head
the microscopic crystals
                     become a steady stream
                                      they morph
growing
building speed
rising to a crescendo 

pebbles
then rocks
avalanching boulders
                   crashing down
                                on my bare
                                          unsuspecting head
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About goatgirlbookworm

My name is Toni Cross, and I was raised on a farm in the far north of the United States. I love to read and write and I hope to use those hobbies in a greater way in the days to come. One of my passions is using whatever influence I have to make a difference in the world.

2 responses to “raining… by Toni Cross

  1. tessing

    Yikes! I need to move HUH!

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