Mostly I Am Lonely
Just Before It Rains

by Anna Ruiz


We were solitary whales once
oceans ago,
weeping

Mostly
I am lonely
just before it rains
just before the sky and I
are so saturated
we must break open
like fireflies
in a child’s small, curious hands,

pouring

as if there is no tomorrow
no ark
no two by two

drowning

wondering
how we can save each other
from all that rain.


Copyright © 2009 by Anna Ruiz

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