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Scent Of Rain

scent of rain
on my skin 
the water takes shape

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  6. A clever juxtaposition of our usual sensory connections to the rain. I felt distantly numb reading this, like a transient observer of rain molding itself to the shape of my outstretched hand while I myself faded away into the white noise.

    If I’ve said it once, I’ve said it again – I adore the enigmatic tones of a short form piece.

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      1. They cannot be that difficult. I pull them from the tip of my tongue every day. But to make them delicious – ah, there is the difficulty. Rest assured, your work is most provocative.

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