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“
Hating the Rain
She hates the ever-falling winter rain,
the gray and endless humidity
that bites to the bone and stings
even after the hot bath and stiff
struggle into bed and under the quilts,
but the winter ferns, and the way they
wave in a slight breeze as though happy
like grandmother’s lace curtains
can’t be abandoned or lived without.
She hates the endless dripping
like a clock ticking away life
and the heavy fog that swallows light
as though life itself were vanishing,
but the tree
...more
”
― How Many Words for Rain
― How Many Words for Rain
“
It was a mild winter’s evening in ‘Japp’s Saloon and Speakeasy’, in the northwest corner of the only legal red-light area of the city. (The S.O.D.s believed in crime management.) Timaset Skooch leaned back in the aluminum framed chair, checking his cards carefully while wearing his best poker face. Across the table from him sat Jonn Deire, a large man who was trying very hard to out-poker face him and who didn’t enjoy jokes about his name much.
”
― Loderunner
― Loderunner
